#eren x blackfem

[ohayopoko]

Eren grows to love the song “Boom Bye Bye” by Buju Banton after hearing his Caribbean s/o play it and he’s so offended at first but S/o has to explain that she’s playing it because it slaps, not because she supports murdering all gay people lmfaoaooo

#IMAGINE LMFAOAOA #ZONT tell Eren NAWTHING abt queer rights #Eren for lgbtq #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #eren jaeger #eren yeager #🪞.dremesvanity #eren jaeger #eren headcanons #eren fluff #eren x black reader #eren x black girl #eren x blackfem #erenxblackfem #Caribbean!Reader #black s/o #Caribbean s/o

[mikaswannabe]

OVERACHIEVING MOUTH

— ❣︎✰︎☮︎ — "let's see how else you can use this overachieving mouth." — ☮︎✰︎❣︎ —

IN WHICH a class project brings two senior students together as an unlikely pair.

content includes: hotnerd!reader, studypartner!eren, athlete!eren, enemies-to-friends-to-lovers, possessiveness, slow burn but not too slow, small bit of angst, dom!eren, fingering, a lot of penetration, cunnilingus, slight breeding kink.

"I've done a randomization on who will work with who on this project, so that conflicts will be less likely."

When your film teacher gave that disclaimer, your eyes instantly widened. You don't talk to anybody in this period anymore, and she was likely enforcing this because of you.

With the last project, you allowed a girl who you got along with in this class to work with you, but you found out that she was an inconsiderate freeloader, so yes you gave her a piece of your mind! Maybe you blew it out of proportion, but you couldn't see any wrong in it.

But now this was the outcome, and you were wishing you were calmer about it now. Your teacher went over to her laptop, and on the board, she showed the pairings.

Some people hit a 777, but meanwhile, you were thinking that this lottery was a scam, because how the hell did you get Eren Jaeger?!

You're a girl at the top of your class, most of your grades being in the triple digits and you had already accepted a full-ride scholarship to an prestigious college three hours out of the city. It's your senior year, and this was just one of your electives, but you liked this class, and you like to give everything your all.

So how could the stars have possibly aligned you with Eren? This pretty-boy athlete. You've had a few other classes with him in these 4 years, but never a conversation. You just recognized that his handsome face only pops up in these classes every once in a blue moon.

He was sitting on the opposite side of the room from you. Your head was leaning on your hand, and you glanced over to him from across the classroom. He always sat with his legs spread. Slutty and Obnoxious. He was sitting up straight in his chair with his arms crossed, and then you saw those dark hues of green in his eyes go to you. That's when you looked away, looking down at your phone as if something super interesting was going on in it.

People started to move around to go sit with their partners, so he took the liberty to come up to you. Huge feet made their way under your vision, so that's when you looked up from your phone. Looking through your rectangle frames, you saw his stoic face looking down at you, his hands in his pockets and his crotch uncomfortably near your face.

"Hey."

That deep voice is what you're gonna have to tolerate until the due date next week. But not if you could help it.

"Excuse me." You stood up and moved past him. You went over to Miss Sullivan's desk, and she slowly turned her head to acknowledge you after you said her name. She knew that it was always most likely to be bullshit coming out of your overachieving mouth.

"Yes?"

"Is it alright if I work alone?"

She glanced over to your desk, where Eren had pulled a chair up and sat on the side of it. Then, those judgy eyes moved back over to you. "Go sit down, Miss Johnson."

Your mouth fell open in offense, but you wiped your arrogant expression off. "Can I go use the bathroom, though?"

She picked up a pre-written pass and handed it to you between two fingers. You really did have to pee, and you also just needed a minute to cope.

When you got back, you guys — particularly you — spent the rest of that period organizing what to do with the project. He recognized that you just kept talking, and talking, and talking. He felt like his head was spinning.

"How do you even know so much stuff?"

The fact that he practically cut you off irritated you. "Hm?"

"Like, how could you pay attention to the movie this much? I fell asleep on it."

It was a crime-based movie. It kept you probed. You weren't surprised that he fell asleep though. "It was interesting."

You were a very pretty girl, makeup always on point and displaying personality, even though you had a mysterious aura surrounding you since you didn't talk to too many people here. You had a nose stud and a septum, and the blue evil eye charm layered over your other necklaces stood out. Your locs were platinum blond at the top and went to being hot pink at the bottom, and your bold hairstyles always struck you a compliment that you would smile and give a soft thanks to.

All of this, and no one would think you were such a nerd. Even with your cute glasses.

"Hm. Well, at least I'll see you in homeroom. Can we rewatch it in there?"

Eren Jaeger. Y/N Johnson. It's been four years that you've had to be in a homeroom with him because of how your last names are matched up. But still, to his response, all you could think of was Who is we? "Um..."

You had tightened your lips, but he needed them open so he could get an answer. "What's wrong?"

You scratched the back of your head, "You can't just research it on your own time?"

"You know so much about it though. It would be really helpful."

Was he trying to butter you up? You were really just trying to get this 100. "Uh-"

"Oh, bell rings in 5 minutes." He closed his Chromebook that he had barely been doing work on and put it in his bag. "I'll see you later."

He picked up his bag and walked back over to his seat, just as everyone else who had rearranged did under Miss Sullivan instructions.

You spent the next period dreading what was gonna be after it. Your homeroom took place in the theater. The drama teacher was your homeroom teacher, so after he would call roll, everyone would go to doing their own thing.

You took your usual seat at the end of a row, about 10 rows away from the stage with your bookbag in the seat next to you. Everyone else was usually spaced out, and there were small clusters of groups getting along in their own areas.

For example, the white boys would always banter on the stage, either playing with the props, doing something else foolish, or just laying there talking or on their phones.

Eren was always a part of this group, but after the roll was called today, he easily hopped off of the stage with those long legs of his and moseyed his way on over to you.

Instead of just saying excuse me like a regular human being, he walked over the seat in the row in front of your bookbag's seat, forcing you to look up from your phone at this bizarre act. When he completed that step, he moved your bookbag onto the floor and sat down.

"Hey."

You didn't say anything, just staring at him. He took the liberty to start again. "So, I left my Chromebook up there. Hope yours is charged."

You gave him a few slow blinks, and then you reached past his knee to unzip your bag and take the laptop out. Of course it was charged. You started typing into your browser, but he was confused. "What streaming service are we gonna watch it on?"

This was the third sentence he's said, and this one was gonna be the first to incite a response out of you...

Or was it? Why the fuck were you taking so long to open that overachieving mouth and give him an answer?

"I was just gonna try Soap2Day." Your voice was small and shy, even though he had a feeling you were far from shy. He just wanted to get it out of you, though.

"What's that?"

He saw the website you stated as you pulled it up on the computer, and you began typing in the name of the movie that was the subject of the presentation.

"Ohhh, you bootleg shit. Cool. I'm gonna use this."

When you pulled up the movie tab, there was porn on the side of the screen, and he held in a laugh as you rushed to put the videoplayer in full-screen.

Five minutes into the movie, he was engrossed, but you couldn't tell with how he made the move to put his arm around your shoulder. Even though you were shutting that shit down real quick, he savored the feeling of your soft hand on his when you grabbed him and gently put his arm back where it belonged.

"No?" He asked to confirm his rejection.

"No." You repeated.

He was actually interested in the movie, and he kept pausing it and asking you questions. "So you're telling me she pushed her friend off the bridge? Why?"

If he watched the first time, he would know why. But his entertainment was amusing. "Just keep watching."

About 30 minutes into watching, Eren was completely focused. Then, a certain buzzcut boy made his way down the walkway to you two. "Yo, Jaeger!"

Connie Springer. Don't know why the fuck he was in here, but he was here. You weren't complaining, though. His attractiveness was something you couldn't deny. Sexy ass Columbian basketball player with undeniable charm and a pretty ass smile. You had your head rested on your hand, watching him in adoration as Eren paused the movie to dap his homeboy up.

"What's up, Con. You skipping again?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. I was never even here, bro. What y'all over here doing, though?"

"We got paired together for a project in film, so I forced her to stay with me to watch the movie again."

Connie laughed. "Working with him hasn't killed you yet, huh Y/N?"

It's been four years that you've been around this man and you haven't had any significant interaction with him. So you grinned when you heard that he knew your name. "It's probably coming soon."

Eren gave a nasty sneer. He's been bending over backwards all day to try to get along with you, but how come you showed that pretty smile to Connie before you could show it to him?

"Whatever. Connie you don't have anywhere else you could be that doesn't involve bullying me?"

Connie's face showed shock to Eren's audacity, "I'm a bully? Tuh. Actually, my next stop is the snack lady, and I'ma go bully my way into a free honeybun."

He dapped Eren up one more time, "See you at practice." Directing a smile to you, he waved and began to walk away.

You thought it would be best to go straight back to the movie, and that's why you directed your hand towards the space bar, but Eren had something to offer. "You wanna go to the snack lady with me? I'm hungry."

"I have food." You moved your laptop off of your lap and onto his. Partially leaning over his knee again, you pulled a purple bag of sweet and salty flavored popcorn out of your bag.

Crazy. You had other things in your bag besides books. He put his hand out, but you just gave him a side eye and looked back at the computer, pressing play before putting a handful in your mouth.

He was looking at you in disbelief, and it was 30 seconds of his glare poking through the side of your head, but you continued to stoically watch the movie. That was until he smashed the space bar. You slowly turned your head to have your eyes on him.

"Why do you hate me? Seriously, have I done something to you that I don't remember, or what?"

Now you kind of felt bad. "You just seem like bad news."

"How? You don't even know me like that. And you're not even trying to get to know anything good about me. Meanwhile, I'm ready to tear my head off from tolerating your stingy ass all morning."

Your mouth fell open in offense. "If you wanna tear your head off, do it. I wanna do it since I'm paired with you. You just don't seem like the type to commit to an assignment the way that I do."

"Once again: You don't know me. And I gotta admit, you're probably right. I'm not as much of a nerd as you."

You showed offense to the term he used as if he wasn't accurate. "What? I don't mean it offensively. You're like, really smart. I just have a lot of other things to focus on. Sports are more fun than fuckass assignments to me, but I do try to get it done."

"Football season's been over." You stated. With this fact, sports couldn't have had him too busy.

But he was ready to disprove you. "I do baseball and track, too. Since you know every fucking thing."

Your mouth fell open. Maybe you did overstep. "Sorry then... What do you do in track?"

You didn't know anything about baseball, but track & field was interesting to watch. "Long jump, pole vault, long distance, and sprints."

He saw your eyes round with intrigue. "Are you any good?"

You saw the corner of his mouth pull up in a curve. "Come to my track meet tomorrow and find out."

Your glossy lips poked out in decision. "Hmm."

"Come on. After, I can take you back to my house and we can work on the project."

That's where you were out. "Umm, I don't even know you like that."

"Yeah, and that's the problem."

"My mom don't even know your mom or nothing."

"You're 18, right?" You nodded to his question. "And you still have to ask your mom to go places after school?"

He's made your mouth fall open so much in offense that you're surprised a bug hasn't flown in it. You picked up your phone and started typing.

you mama this boy asked me to hangout with him after school tomorrow.

mama dearest Thank God. 🙏

you ???

i don't even know him like that though.

mama dearest If you could tolerate talking to him long enough where he got to the point of asking you out, then get to know him like that.

you omg????

say no!!!!

mama dearest I'll say no to you asking me to say no. 🤷‍♀️

you mama?!!!

what if i'm out having sex doing drugs robbing cars?

mama dearest You a punk!!!

you PLEASE

mama dearest Live outside of academics for a minute please.

In fact, if you come home before sundown today I'm taking your keys away.

you i rode the bus today anyway!!! look in the driveway she broke down again hater 😪

Eren was looking all in your phone, laughing mad hard. "Our mom's funny as fuck, huh?"

You hit his obnoxious ass on his shoulder. "Shut up."

"So, where you wanna meet up after school?"

"Who said I was agreeing?"

"Don't go sit in a library until sundown like the nerd you are."

You pouted, "I was gonna go to Chick-Fil-A, actually."

"If you don't wanna tell me where you'll be at, that's fine. I'm gonna track you down though."

"You scaring me. This why I didn't wanna be around you."

His grinning teeth showed as he looked at you, "Not my fault you're doing this the hard way."

You rolled your eyes, "Meet me at 500 hall's exit 10 minutes after the bell, then."

"The one that goes out towards the bus ramp?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. You should give me your number, in case things get mixed up."

Your eyelashes went up, then down, and every time they did that, he would still be looking at you as serious as ever. Instead of letting those sassy lips say something that would piss him off, he just snatched your phone and swiped to the right of your lockscreen. You tried to reach for your phone back, but he was snapping pictures of him and you, even if it was chaotic as he posed and you hid your face and struggled.

"Boom. Now you got a nice selection for a contact picture. You gotta get my number first though."

"Not happening."

He nodded his head as if he was accepting defeat, but then he directed your phone towards your face with reflexes of a cheetah. "Too bad you're not smart enough to close your eyes." Now your phone was unlocked and you were practically at his mercy.

"What is wrong with you? Why are you going through my phone? What if you find something you don't wanna see?"

Your phone was Hello Kitty themed, and he had to make his way through the pink ocean to get to the phone app. "I'm just trying to put my number in your phone. I feel like in here I'll only find the cure to cancer, or a text from your boyfriend or something."

"Who told you I had a boyfriend?"

He shrugged, "I was just assuming. Smart, pretty, sassy as fuck. Somebody must be crawling after you."

He called you pretty? "...No, I don't fool with nobody like that."

Either you were bullshitting, or you saw him smirk a little as he heard that. He typed his contact name in as "bestieboo eren" with a plethora of hearts and outrageous emojis behind it.

"Eren, please."

"Don't change it, either."

Who did this white man think he was telling you what to do like this? "Or what?"

"Or I'll show you how it is when I'm really scaring someone." He handed your phone back to you, his green eyes staring into you with a layer of cockiness over his face. You took it while your gaze swirled into his. "Got it?"

This was the first time he got a smirk out of you, and your eyes narrowed as you answered him with, "Okay then."

You picked your laptop back up and woke it up from its nap of inactivity, and then you two resumed the movie. He laid his head on your shoulder like he was slick. You pushed his head away, but he laughed and kept his head near. "Come on, let me lay down. The computer's on your lap. It makes everything easier for me."

You just rolled your eyes and complied, and he laid down as he continued to watch, even eating some of the popcorn that you had a change of heart over.

During your last period, he texted you.

bestieboo eren 💕💕🫦🫦🫶🏾🫶🏾😚😚 hi best friend

you please

bestieboo eren 💕💕🫦🫦🫶🏾🫶🏾😚😚 already begging for me i knew it was real

you what the hell do you need?

bestieboo eren 💕💕🫦🫦🫶🏾🫶🏾😚😚 sorry to interrupt you during ur very important class

but i just remembered

i have practice after school

so i can't meet up w you immediately

you thank goodness. 🙏🏾

bestieboo eren 💕💕🫦🫦🫶🏾🫶🏾😚😚 tf you think this is

you're not getting away from me that easily bestie

you 😧

bestieboo eren 💕💕🫦🫦🫶🏾🫶🏾😚😚 u could send me ur addy and i'll pick u up after i'm out

you absolutely not.

bestieboo eren 💕💕🫦🫦🫶🏾🫶🏾😚😚 or u could wait for me here until i get out of practice

you BAHHAA ur hilarious.😭

bestieboo eren 💕💕🫦🫦🫶🏾🫶🏾😚😚 i don't want u riding that dingy ass bus tho

just wait for me stink

you i am not tems no waiting will be done.

how about we dead this me going over to your house idea.

bestieboo eren 💕💕🫦🫦🫶🏾🫶🏾😚😚 here u go again being negative

now i gotta go back to square one

you ?

bestieboo eren 💕💕🫦🫦🫶🏾🫶🏾😚😚 tracking u tf down

you sir???

scary ass individual.

bestieboo eren 💕💕🫦🫦🫶🏾🫶🏾😚😚 yeah ik where you are right now be prepared to see me

you be prepared to NOT see me tf. bye.

bestieboo eren 💕💕🫦🫦🫶🏾🫶🏾😚😚 no byes see u in 15 minutes

You were the first one to walk out your classroom door, so that means that everyone else behind you saw when you got snatched by your arm from the side of the door. Eren was your abductor. He was really serious about it, and now he had his hand on your lower back and a grip around your wrist as he led you away.

"Eren, let me go!" You didn't like causing a scene, but the halls were already crowded and loud with people as soon as the bell rang.

He didn't give you a response, but you could feel the amusement radiating off him. He dragged you to a hall that led to the office. People were still walking through it, but it was much clearer than the hall you two came from.

"What is wrong with you?!" You reprimanded as you snatched yourself away from his grasp.

"Hey. How's your day been without me?" With a smile on his face, he was acting so casual as if he didn't just manhandle you.

"Bye. My bus is first wave."

When you tried to walk away, he snatched your bookbag and easily pulled you back to him. "Let me get this off of you."

You must've softened up, because you allowed him to take your bag off of your shoulders. "How did you know where I was?"

"Your friend Ashyra was in my class. I don't know how she feels about me taking her best friend position, but she'll be okay."

You were instantly ready to beat your actual best friend's ass seeing as she reported your location to this opp. "Eren, I don't wanna stay after school. Why would I wanna be here any longer than I already am?"

"To stay with your best friend, duh."

Not a smile grazed your face as you tilted your head to the side. He tilted his back with sass to match your energy. No matter how bad you thought you could intimidate him, he was gonna double back.

"Whatever. I'll walk to the café across the street, since you want me here so bad."

"And do. If you wanna get something, I'll Venmo you."

"No, you don't have to do that."

"Well I don't have cash on me right now, so that's the only way this'll work."

"Well I kind of didn't ask for money anyway."

"Nevermind on Venmo, accept the Apple Pay I just sent you."

"White boy, stop treating me like a charity case."

"What? I'm not. You're changing your schedule and staying after school just because of me. This is the least I could do. It's just $15. Text me when you get over there, or I'ma blow up your phone, alright?"

You didn't respond, but you had a smirk on as you grabbed your bag back from him turned around. He grabbed your hand and spun you back, "You deaf? Text me when you get over there."

"Eren, okaaay. I will."

"Okay, can I get a hug?"

You laughed, "See you in an hour."

"Come on, I'm gonna get a hug out of you today. Would you rather it be now, or after practice when I'm all sweaty and gross?"

"Never-"

"Isn't an option. Come here, mama."

He knew that when you rolled your eyes, he got you. Usually you would roll your eyes or give him a smirk, one or the other, separate not together. This time he got both as he pulled you in, swinging you side to side as your arms wrapped around his firm and fit torso.

"Okay, I'll see you later, Eren."

"Yeah, see you later."

One thing you learned about Eren today is that he was gonna stand behind his words. He really did blow up your phone 15 minutes later! It took a five minute phone call for you to get him to shut up, and at 4:45, he called you again and told you he was driving over.

He found you sitting in a booth at the McDonald's. Your laptop was open in front of you but you were on your phone.

"You texting somebody that's not me?"

"Or me?"

Two separate voices that both know how to grind your gears. You looked up to see Eren sliding into the booth with your best friend Ashyra sliding in on the other side of him. "Not both of y'all here to torcher me."

"You finally met my favorite white boy! Didn't I tell you he cool people?"

"Yeah, but I been knew you was a liar, too, Shy."

Her mouth fell open, and then an order came out. "Eren, kick her."

You shrieked as you tried to avoid his gruesome, manly feet, but he got your ass. "Ow! I hate that y'all know each other. Y'all are gonna make my life hell."

"You know it. Did you get anything?"

"Nah."

Fed up with you, he rolled his eyes with a "Stand up."

Ashyra got up and allowed him to get up too, but you were still sitting there. "What?"

"What do you want? A cookie? Fries?"

"She has a sweet tooth. Can you get me a caramel frappe?"

"Bet."

"Shy." You called reprimandingly.

"What? He's offering, I'm taking. You smart, but that's something else you can learn."

Eren leaned down, his hand placed on the table. You didn't expect it, and that's why you were looking so directly at him when his face got closer to yours. "What do you want me to get you?"

His voice was so much calmer than it's been before, but it was still commanding. "Can you get me a cookie... and a McFlurry."

"Oreo?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. You wanna stand in line with us?"

"No, I'ma stay right here and pack my bag."

His face lifted from yours, and you allowed yourself to breathe again. "Okay."

For him to have been fresh out of practice, he didn't smell bad. It was a natural musk. Did he hit the showers before he came over here? You would hope so. You're gonna be in a whole car ride with him.

You were thinking all of this through as you put your laptop and binder in your bag, but then, you recognized. You were thinking. About a different person. A boy, at that. You tried to just abort from that, but your homegirl came over ready to put it back in your mind.

"So, you gon' fuck him?"

Chin propped up on her hands, her nosey ass had a cheesy grin on as she looked at you.

"Girl, no. What is wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with you? You playin' hard to get with that fine ass boy. He cheesin' you up, paying for your stuff. Be nicer to him, please."

"I'm really just tryna get a good grade."

"Fuck a good grade. Get a D, for once."

Your mouth fell open, and you kicked her from under the table. Then, Eren came over, holding the frappe and an ice cream cone both in one hand, with four bags with individual cookies in the other hand. He put the cookies down in front of you, grabbing one bag and passing it to 'Shy, and keeping one for himself.

"Thank you."

"No problem."

"Oop, my brother outside. I gotta go before he start honking." Shy said as she picked up her bags.

"Okay, I'll go say hi to him." When you got up, you tried to pick up your own bag, but Eren did that instead. You and Eren waved to Ashyra's brother as she got in his car that had music blasting out of it, and then he walked you to his dark grey Silverado.

In the car ride, you and Eren didn't talk much. His music just played, and if you knew a song, you would tap your foot and keep looking out the window as he hummed. He would speak, and you would respond, but you didn't initiate any of the conversations.

In a gated community is when you knew that the ride was coming closer to an end. Every house looked similar to the one next to it, and they all looked spacious and nice. Just like his. He pulled into one of the spots of his three car garage, and then he got out and opened the door for you. Even with holding his sports bag and his own bookbag, he still put in the effort to hold yours.

"Where's your parents?" You questioned, looking around the nicely decorated suburban home when you got inside. He took his shoes off by the door, and you followed.

"Dad's at work."

He was about to walk up the stairs, but you stayed right where you stood, "W-Wait. We're going to your bedroom?"

He sighed, and then he descended from the two stairs he walked up and went over to the dining room. He flicked the light switch up, but nothing changed in the scenery. "Last light bulb went out last night. He's going to get a new box after he gets off."

"Oh, what about your couch, though?"

"My room has a desk. I thought it would be in your nerd rulebook to have good posture when you work."

He saw you considering your dilemma as he walked closer to you. "You still scared of me, or what?"

His deep and husky voice intimidated you, but you wouldn't admit that. You didn't even wanna show it, so you straightened your posture and tried to show a brave face. "I'm not scared."

"Really? 'Cause you've been shaking like a leaf, tough girl."

He was towering over you, so he had a clear view of your two-toned lips falling apart in offense and your eyes narrowing. He laughed, "I'm kidding with you. We can work on the couch."

"No. We can go up to your room."

"Nah, better TV view. I gotta finish watching the movie, anyway." He put all the bags down behind the couch, and made way to the kitchen, "Get comfortable. You want snacks? I'm nicer than you, so I actually plan on sharing."

A scoff left your mouth, "Sure."

He was on one couch cushion, you were on the one next to him. A good amount of space was between you two, and he was still invested in this movie as he munched on some Sour Patch Kids.

Meanwhile, you were struggling to keep your head up and your eyes open. He gave you some chips, but the bag was tilting in your hands, going the same way that your head was going. Down.

It was when the chips started spilling that you jumped up, making even more chips fly out the bag. It made Eren jump too. "Shit, are you alright? You can't do stuff like that when we're watching a thriller."

You started picking the chips up, "Yeah, my bad."

"Oh, are you tired?" Eren paused the movie, and he put a hand out to stop you from picking up the chips, taking that task for his own. "Grab that pillow. Lay down if you're sleepy."

You shook your head, "No, I'm okay. Thank you, though."

He stopped moving, and you saw him looking at you with an unenthusiastic straight face. "Stop that."

"Stop what?"

"You know what I'm talking about." He said as he continued picking up the chips, "You wanna lay on me instead?"

You didn't respond, even though you wanted to say something. A hum, a one-word answer —anything would suffice. But you couldn't get anything out. He put the bag to the side of him when he finished cleaning up your mess, and then he put his arm around your shoulders. "Come on."

You were on auto-pilot, and you leaned into him, winding up with your head on his lap and his hand on your back, slowly rubbing it up and down. It was so soothing to hear his heartbeat as you dozed off, and when you woke back up, Eren was patting you on your back and calling your name softly.

"Yeah? Did you finish the movie?" Your hazy voice questioned as you sat up, moving your glasses to rub your eyes. You saw that the sun was barely lighting the sky anymore through the windows.

"I did. It pissed me off."

You grinned, "Yeah, it pissed me off too. But it was good though."

"Yeah, the ending was a really big plot twist." You and Eren continued to talk about the movie, until your mouth opened and nothing came out since the sound of the door opening paused you.

A matured man with round glasses, stubble, and his straight brown hair neatly running down his back came in. "What's up, Dad?" Eren called.

"Hey, Eren. How was your day?"

"It was nice."

Grisha walked through the foyer, and he saw you sitting next to his son when he entered the living room. You could see the shock on his face to the sight of an unexpected guest, but it subsided after a second. "You have a friend over?"

"Yeah, this is Y/N."

The smile you gave him was probably crooked with nerves, and you waved as you gave him a small, "Hi."

He gave you a tight-lipped smile as he waved back, "Nice to meet you."

He handed a drugstore bag with a box of lightbulbs in it to Eren. "Go ahead and put these in. I'll be upstairs if you need me."

"I know." Eren replied as he put the bulbs to the side of him.

"Wow, you weren't lying."

"You thought I was?"

"Mmm, maybe just a little."

He scoffed out a laugh, "Yeah. I totally just turned a breaker off for the dining room just to not have to sit there with you."

You shrugged, "Doesn't even sound too extreme. It's smart, if anything."

You saw his teeth as he laughed at you, "Thanks. I'll use that next time you come over. Force your scary ass to come up to my room."

He stood up off the couch, and he grabbed you by your hands and pulled you up too. "How am I scary?"

"W-wait! W-we're going up to your— your b-bedroom?" He mocked as he walked over to the dining room.

"I did not sound like that. And it's valid! My first time coming over here and you want me in your bedroom."

"Okay. When should I wait until? Third time? Fourth?"

"How about never?"

Another cocky chuckle came from him, "Second it is, then."

"You wish."

"You're right." He opened the box as you stood and watched him as he stood on a chair, focused as he unscrewed one light bulb and put the next in, the room slowly filling with light as he repeated the process four times.

He got down and dusted his hands off on his pants. "You wanna work on the project now?"

"Okay, we can."

You two sat on the couch, barely an inch of space between you two as you sat on your knees, him having his laptop on his lap. "Do you think this Google Slides template is nice? I like it."

You looked at the one he recommended. "It doesn't fit what we're talking about."

"Yeah, but it's cute."

"Yeah, but the movie is about fraud, scheming, and murder. How cute is that?"

He shrugged, "Depends on who you're asking."

You rolled your eyes, "Let me see." You typed 'crime' in on the website's search bar, and immediately saw a few that you liked. "See? Isn't this one more accurate?"

His face was scary unenthusiastic as you looked at him. "I see why that girl fell out with you after y'all did that project together."

You didn't see where this was coming from. "What? Why?"

"Don't take all the fun out of this with trying to control everything."

Your eyebrows sink down a little bit. "It was just constructive criticism."

"Mmm, okay."

You didn't say anything else after that. He kind of made you feel bad with that line, but maybe he was right. You didn't like that it gave you something to think about, though.

A few minutes passed before Eren's dad came downstairs. "Eren. When you take her home, can you go pick up some food I just ordered?"

"Sure. What did you order?"

"Chinese."

"Bet. Y/N, you ready to go?"

You closed your own laptop, getting ready to put it in your bag. "Sure."

During the car ride, you were silent as he listened to his music. You knew the songs, but you didn't sing along with him. Not a hum or a tap of the foot.

"Come inside with me." He said when he pulled up to the restaurant.

"No, I'll stay out here."

He didn't respond, just tightening his lips as he turned off the engine and got out. Instead of walking into the restaurant, he walked over to your door, and you had to catch yourself as he opened it.

"I said come inside with me." He unbuckled your seatbelt and grabbed your hand, helping you down from the truck even though you seethed with frustration.

You let his hand go when you got down, but he grabbed you by your belt as you two crossed the parking lot. When a car was passing, he pulled you closer to him to make you stop.

"Stop handling me like I'm a ragdoll."

"So your silly ass can get hit? No. You'll be okay."

You had your arms crossed as you and Eren waited for the food. He walked closer to you, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong."

He knew that was bullshit. "You still tired? Is that why you wanted to stay in the car so bad?"

You shook your head, "I'm fine."

"You know why I couldn't leave you in the car. If I went back and someone had taken you or something I would have to burn the whole city down."

You almost cracked a smile, but he saw you try to keep it back. "Are you mad at me because I pulled you in the parking lot?"

You didn't answer as you looked up at him. "How would you think I would feel if I watched that Dodge Ram squish you like a pancake?"

"Order for Jaeger?" The waitress called. Eren thanked her and took the bag. Then, he grabbed your jacket again.

"To answer my own question, it would not feel good. But if you keep giving me an attitude, I'll be the one to push you in front of the next truck."

In the car, he opened his plate up excitedly. He picked up a fork and picked up some orange chicken, holding it towards you. "Here. Taste this."

Another shake of your head, "I don't want any."

"It's so good. Blow it, because I know you don't want me to do it."

It hovered in front of you for another few seconds before you started blowing it. Before you could put it in your mouth, Eren redirected towards himself and ate it. The obnoxious hums and moans that he exuded as he chewed on the food pissed you off. You sucked your teeth and leaned against the door, looking out the window.

"Okay, okay. I was just playing with you. Here. I'll get a different fork and actually give you a piece."

"No, I don't want it. Drive me home."

"Oou, fiesty again. You're probably just hangry. Eat this."

He held the fork out to you again, and this time you grabbed the fork out of his hand and ate it yourself. "It's good, isn't it?"

"Mmhmm." You answered as you kept chewing. You two ate a little bit more, before he closed the container and started driving you to your house.

When he pulled into your driveway, he got out the car first and opened the door for you, picking up your bookbag. He closed the door behind you when you got out, leaving you standing in front of him. You tried to grab your bookbag back, but he wouldn't give it to you.

"Tell me. What's really the matter?"

"I told you, Eren. Nothing's wrong."

"I'm not buying that. What is it? Did I do something? Again?"

You didn't say anything, only tilting your head to the side.

"It's because I told you about yourself with that project, isn't it?"

You sighed, "I'm sorry. I'm just not good with group projects."

"Nah, from what I learned, you're good at just about everything. Everything but being nice to people."

Your lips poked out in a pout. "I'm trying my best, Eren."

"And I'm trying my best to get along with you too. So I'm sorry for hurting your feelings."

"It's fine. I could be less rude, I guess."

He chuckled, then handing you your bookbag. "I'm just asking you to try to get along with me more. If you do that, maybe you won't hate me when this is all over."

You took your bookbag with a grin, "Maybe I won't."

He walked you to your doorstep, and he gave you a nice hug before you walked inside. You were honestly cheesed up when you got through that door, but to see your birthgiver sitting right on the couch and looking at you made you freeze.

"Sit. I need to hear about this young colonizer."

When you got to film class the next day, you and Eren actually made a little bit of positive progress on the project, but you two did more talking than working. He spent most of the time making sure you would be at his track meet later that day.

And to the track meet you went. You walked in probably 3 events in, holding an icee that you bought from concessions in your hand as you walked over to your school's section.

You heard the aluminum stairs clanging with fast footsteps as you walked over, and you chuckled as you watched Ashyra speed down the steps towards you. "Y/N!"

She jumped on you in a hug, "Hey Shy. I told you I was coming."

"I didn't think you really meant it. Oh my gosh, the hermit really left her Hello Kitty room! I'm so proud!"

"Tch, girl." You began walking up the stairs, "When's your race?"

"I gotta go down there in like 5 minutes. I was 'bout ready to shit myself getting ready for this 200 but you popping out made me feel better."

You laughed, and as you walked up the steps, a handsome buzzcut boy called out your name and walked over to you from his row. "Hey pretty, what's up? I rarely see you come out and support."

He gave you a side hug, and it shocked you and flattered you altogether. "I come out sometimes to see Shy, but I usually leave after she's finished."

"You gonna stay the whole thing today?"

"Yeah, she will." A masculine voice that you've grown fond of called. You were looking for Eren as you walked up, but so many people came to see you before you could see him. So he came to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders in a hug. "You really came."

"I did. I didn't wanna find out what your annoying ass would do to me if I didn't." You told him as you hugged his torso in return.

He chuckled, "Come on. Sit with me."

He led you up the stairs, and you two were sitting in a row behind a bunch of a boys on the team. They would occasionally turn around and look at you both, and while Eren was talking to you, you couldn't even pay attention to him.

You beckoned him closer with your hand, and he brought his head closer to yours so you could whisper to him. "Why do your homeboys keep turning around and looking at us?"

"Why do you think they're looking at us?" He asked at a normal volume as he pulled away from you.

You shrugged, "I don't know. That's why I asked you."

He chuckled, "Probably just because I'm sitting with one of the prettiest girls in this school."

You tried to hide your incoming smirk by drinking from your icee. "What events do you have today?"

"Just long jump and pole vault today. 12'6 is the highest."

"Oh? Twelve feet is high."

"Yeah. You think I got it?"

You smirked, "You know I gotta see what you 'bout, first."

"Mmhmm, you'll see what I'm about."

"Why you not doing any running today?"

"I do not feel like doing any bullshit races. Pole vault is already not for the weak."

"Yeah, you got it, though."

He smiled, "Why you think so? You haven't even seen what I can do yet."

With him wearing his track uniform, his strong, muscular arms showed with the sleeveless shirt he wore. And these shorts were pretty tight. They gripped onto his strong thighs and something else that you liked to see.

You didn't even catch yourself looking him up and down. "No reason. Just predicting."

He clearly saw you checking him out, and it made him laugh. You were gonna ask him why he was laughing, but Ashyra came and gave you a hug, "Wish me luck! I'm about to go down to the field."

You turned around and gave her a full hug, wishing her the luck she asked for even though she didn't need it. Shy was the type of girl to tell the girls next to her at the line that she's nervous, and wish them luck. And then she hits a clean walkover into the blocks.

When that gun went off, Shy was gone. Just about everyone repping your school was stood at the front of the bleachers, leaning on the fence to cheer her on.

After they got past the curve, there was only one girl in front of her. The walk-down that Ashyra gave her probably made her feel wind as she flew by. The race felt like it went by so fast, because Shy made it past that finish line in what had to be a record.

When Shy came back up, she received daps and hugs from all over. Then she came up and sat by you as you sat alone. "Eren went to the field already?"

"Yeah, only like five minutes ago."

She looked through the field for him, and she pointed to him standing by a tent and stretching with some guy from a different school to the side of him who he was chatting with. "There he go right there. I bet I can tell you what his ass is saying right now."

"What?" You asked.

"Girl, he be going down there and telling the people he goes up against that he's new and it's his first year doing this. He is sick."

You laughed at that information, "Are you kidding? So he's good?"

"Bitch, he's great. He grunt like a bear when he run. That's how you know it's serious. Hold on, come close." She lowered her tone as she pointed towards a ginger boy who was sitting a few rows in front of you two. "You see him?"

"That's Floch, right? I can't stand his ass, and he kept turning around and looking at me and Eren."

"Girl, when Eren chooses not to do the 4-by-4, that leprechaun motherfucker right there is the reason we don't make the podium."

"Just taking up space." You were trying to make sure your laughs wouldn't be too loud, in case he would turn around and look at you again. But Ashyra didn't tone shit down, and he looked at y'all anyway.

That's when Shy cocked her neck at him. "Hello? Fuck are you looking at, Floch?"

He turned his ass back around, and you had to turn away as you laughed so hard that no sound came out of your throat until 20 seconds later.

When it got time for the pole vault, you, Shy, and many other people went up to the fence, leaning on it as you all watched Eren's event. When it was his turn, he did the 10' and the 10'6" like it wasn't there, only a few other guys struggling with that one. On his first 11'6", he knocked the pole down, and then he went clean over it on the next attempt.

Once it got higher you all could see that the first few guys who went for the 12' must've been having a bad day. Multiple knocked the pole down on their first attempt, then some doing better on the next attempts. One guy broke the bar and his pole in his attempts. The guy who went right before Eren was pretty good, barely grazing the pole when he went over it on the 12'.

When it got to the 12', Eren was doing high knee stretches before he picked up his pole. On the first attempt, he knocked the pole down, and when he was on the mat, you all could see him cursing as he stood back up.

"You got it, Eren!" A girl who was standing on the other side of you yelled. Others clapped and cheered him on too, but you stayed quiet and just clapped.

With his second attempt, everybody could just feel inside of them that it was gonna be better. Connie was standing to the side of the pole vault lane, watching up close as he and others waited for the men's 4-by-4, and he dapped him up and cheered him on.

As he ran with the pole, his form was absolutely beautiful, being completely upside-down when the pole was at it's straightest height, then not even touching the bar when he went over it.

Everyone watching this who was repping the school was clapping and cheering him on, and him and Connie dapped each other up again and again, so hard their hands were probably stinging when they finished.

"Do that shit again, Eren!" Shy shouted.

Now it was the 12'6". The last one and the highest one. You all saw Eren take a deep breath before he started running. His strides were clean and long, and he repeated the same thing that he did on his last attempt. Same lovely form, just going a necessary 9 inches higher.

Everyone was hype, clapping, and cheering after seeing Eren clear out his first attempt on the highest one like that. Your cheeks were hurting from how hard you were smiling as Shy shook you by your shoulders.

In the next 15 minutes, he was at long jump.  If you listened close enough, you could hear Eren's grunts as he ran. He made it look easy, going so damn far when he jumped that people who weren't even repping your school were paying attention as his feet landed only around a foot away from the end of the pit.

"EREN THAT'S A RECORD! THAT'S A FUCKING RECORD!" Eren instantly jumped up from the sand pit, hype as fuck and matching Connie's energy. Your school section was too gassed at Eren eating this meet the hell up.

"He gotta have a lil' nigga in him." Shy said.

"I'm saying!" You proclaimed. Connie was pushing limits staying and watching Eren's events so long like he wasn't the first leg in the 4-by-4 that was about to start very soon. He had to dash to the line and catch his breath with the time he had, but when the gun shot, he was out of those blocks like that gun was being shot straight at him.

"You better run like they coming to send you back to South America, Con!" Shy yelled, and that's exactly what he did. He got around the track before all the other guys, and the hand-off with Floch could've been better, but it wasn't terrible. Floch was in fourth when he got around the second curve, but he was able to walk one guy down by the next hand-off.

"Okay, leprechaun didn't do terrible." Ashyra commented. The guy who ran the third leg got your school back to second, by the fourth leg, this tall boy who you knew to be called Berthdolt was going stride for stride with a guy from another school.

"RUN LIKE A NIGGA FINNA SHOOT YOU IN YOUR FOOT, BERT!" The whole crowd was loud as everybody cheered for their school. You knew that Berthdolt was quiet, but when it came to sports, he would be locked the fuck in. And that's why with the last 100 meters, he absolutely dusted the guy who he was running against.

That 400 knocks motherfuckers out. After Berthdolt got past the line, he fell off to the side and laid down on the grass next to where Connie had been since he finished his lap. Your section stayed lit way after the race was over, and a bunch of the runners stayed sprawled out way after the race was over.

"Are those niggas ever gonna get up?" You questioned, seeing Eren squirt water into his teammates' mouths from the second bottle he's had to bring.

"Girl, you don't understand the pain."

When all those boys finally did get up and come back to the bleachers, they were receiving daps and congratulations from all over. You and Shy were sitting back down, and it took so long for Eren to get from the bottom of the steps to where you guys were.

"Good job, best!" Shy said as she dapped him up.

"Thank you, thank you."

"Good job, Eren." You'd been waiting for him to get up to you for so long. For some reason you wanted to say more, but that was the only thing that would make sense at the time.

While he was down there, he had put some sweatpants on. He looked calm and tired as he looked at you, and you were surprised as he pulled you up by your arm and embraced you in a big bear hug, balancing his weight out on you.

Your giggles warmed his heart, "Eren, you're too heavy for this!"

"Just let it happen." He said as he rocked you back and forth, feeling your arms wrap around his torso.

When he let you go, he reached into his sports bag and grabbed some money. "Shy, you want anything from concessions?"

"Can you get me a pickle?"

"Okay. Come on, Y/N."

He walked down the stairs with you, and Connie said, "He's taking our good luck charm away, y'all."

You chuckled in flattery as he said that, but Eren kept looking forward. "You know Connie's feeling you, right?" He told you as you both walked to concessions.

"Yeah I can tell. But I also know another guy who's feeling me too." You teased.

"Really? What's this one like?"

"Well, he's a little annoying. But I found out today that he's really good on the field."

Eren chuckled as you two stood in line, "What do you wanna get?"

"Umm, some nachos."

"Okay. Do you get yours with jalapeños on them?"

"No, not usually."

"Oh. Loser."

You hit him on his arm, "Stop it."

"I'm kidding. I'll get my own, since you don't know what life is about."

"Yeah. I wasn't gonna let your hungry ass share with me anyway."

He scoffed, "Why?"

"Because, after all the events you just did? That tray would be more yours than mine."

"Yeah, I showed you what I'm about. How you feel now?"

"I already told you you did a good job, Eren."

"That's not enough. Were you cheering for me?"

"Well, I was definitely clapping."

"I know you hear all the fangirls I have in those stands. How you gonna outdo them?"

"I'm not your fangirl, Eren."

He was very close to you, and you liked the way he looked at you from above. "What do you wanna be to me, then?"

You didn't say anything, and he saw your shock as your mouth fell open. The lady at the counter called out "Next!" It pulled you two out of your moment, and you two moved up in the line and Eren gave the woman your order.

"Okay. The nachos will be ready in a minute." You and Eren stood off to the side to wait, him holding Shy's pickle, and then a matured but fit man walked up and acknowledged him.

"Jaeger, right?"

You and him both shared some skepticism. "Who's asking?"

The man chuckled, "A guy who's glad he came to this meet today. Look, I'm a recruit from Harvard. The name's Dean Washington."

Eren's eyes widened and he firmly shook the man's hand. "Oh, yeah. I'm Eren Jaeger. Nice to meet you."

"I can't believe this. I mean, we've had our eyes on you since your sophomore year. A tri-athlete that gets better every time he hits any field, and today you broke two of your school's records."

"Wait, I broke a pole vault record too?"

"Hell yeah! You're a force, and you'll definitely hear from Harvard soon. Here, take my card."

Eren took the business card that the recruit handed to him, and with a few more polite exchanges and another handshake, the man was on his way.

"Okay, big shot. Is that the first scholarship you've been offered?"

"Nah. The one's I've been considering have been the full-rides from LSU and Notre Dame."

Your eyes were the size of golf balls, "And those aren't the only ones?"

"No. The other ones haven't pulled me enough. LSU's been begging."

"Well that's a good pick for football."

"Yeah, you're right. But Harvard? This is crazy." He said, picking up his tray of nacho's from the concession counter.

"It gives you a lot to think about." You two began walking back to the seats.

"You're smart. Have you gotten any scholarship offers?"

"Well I've taken a lot of merit scholarships, but I did get a full ride that's gonna take me to a nice tech school."

"Where?"

"Umm, MIT." The only reason you sounded shaky when giving him this answer his because this school was in the same city as Harvard.

He smiled, as you expected him to. "Well that's gonna make me consider Harvard more. You still don't wanna be my fangirl?"

You stopped walking, and he turned around and stopped with you. You looked him in his eyes when you said, "You're the best, Eren."

He held his smile back while he poked his tongue through his cheek, staring at you for a while and looking you in your sultry, adoring eyes. His eyes traveled your body up and down, before he grabbed your free hand and said "Come on."

You two got back up to Shy, and you guys ate your snacks, bantered with each other and others who came over, and watched the remaining races. When it was time for awards to be given at the end of the track meet, Eren and Shy just told you to come down to the field with them.

"The highest score comes from the phenomenal Paradis High! Both of today's MVP's come from this team as well. Ashyra Ross for her performance in the 100 meters, 200 meters, and 4-by-1 races, and Eren Jaeger who broke two of his school's records in long jump and pole vaulting." A commentator announced over the speakers.

Everyone who was still here was clapping as Eren and Shy went up and got their medals, taking the picture that represented the school.

Your mom was the one who dropped you off today, and when you told him that, he took the liberty of commanding you to let him drive you home. "But before that, we're going out to eat."

"Oh, so we're not gonna go over to your house and work on the project anymore?"

"Hell no. We're gonna go to Chipotle and fuck up burritos. Shit, I could eat a quesadilla too."

The next day came, and Eren didn't seem too ecstatic at school for him to have been one of the most-valued D-1 athletes walking through this campus. He didn't seem necessarily sad, but he wasn't smiling as much or being as annoying during film. And he was actually working at some minutes, and then the next minute you would find him with his head in the clouds. You didn't say anything about it, but during homeroom, you called it out.

"Eren, are you good?"

He was on his phone but just staring at it before you said something, and your voice calling his name seemed to pull him out of his trance. "Y-Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know, you just seem like you're in your own world. You sure everything's alright?"

He hesitated, but then he answered with, "I'm fine, Y/N. Thanks for asking, though."

You weren't sure he was being complete with you, but you didn't wanna push it. "Okay."

Thursday came, and you didn't see him pop up in first period.

you wya?

mvp sorry i'm busy today

you wow

day before due date too?

mvp you can still come over to my house later tho if it's that serious

you fine then

Your mom pulled off once he let you inside the house. He was wearing a hoodie and some sweat shorts, and his hair was out of it's usual bun, those brown tresses of his grazing his shoulders.

"We're working in my room today."

"Why? The couch has been fine."

"I'm not working on shit if I'm not in my bed."

With proper study skills being considered, that didn't make sense to you, but you didn't wanna question him. His room wasn't bad. It was spacious, and there was a bunch of stylish art, memorable photos, & decor on his dark grey walls. But it was still the room of a teenage boy, so you couldn't help but recognize the unmade bed and the junk food wrappers & empty dishes that were around and on his bed.

"So, where were you today?" You asked him as you opened your laptop while sitting at his desk, him comfy under the blankets of his mattress with his laptop open on his lap.

"I told you. I was busy."

"That's not what I- Nevermind."

About half of a minute passed before he gave you a proper answer. "I was at a dinner."

"Wow. I was listening to Miss Sullivan run her mouth and you were dining away."

"Yeah, lucky me then." His voice was drained of any warmth, and you just decided that it would be best for you to not talk to him unless necessary today.

About 20 minutes passed before you two shared any words. Then, you broke the silence. "When are you gonna add pictures to your slides?"

Looking through the slides, they were good and accurate, proper spelling and capitalization too. That's something you could appreciate in a partner, but the issue with the pictures was the only one you had.

"I'm gonna do it soon."

"Well... Can you do it now? So we can be done."

He sighed, "You're doing it again."

"Doing what, Eren?"

"That control freak in you is coming out." He answered, still nonchalantly scrolling through his phone.

"Well if being a control freak might get you to act like you care then I'll be that."

"It's just like five pictures."

"Exactly. It's just like five pictures. Quick and easy."

"Exactly. That's why you can wait."

"Do you want me to do it for you? Because I'm fine with that since you seem to be in such a bad mood."

"I'll do the goddamn work. Fuck. Just be quiet."

You turned around completely in the chair, "Who the fuck are you talking to? You invited me over here."

"Yeah. We can both probably see why I'm regretting that today."

Your laptop was loud when you slammed it shut, not wasting any time to put it in your bookbag. "Right. So I'll be downstairs waiting for my ride, since you wanna talk to me like you weren't raised right."

"Fuck did you just say to me?" Eren closed his laptop too, moving his comforter and getting out of his bed.

"You wanna talk to me like that, talk to your fucking mama like that, hoe." You would tell that line to any person who got out of line with you, but this seemed to push a button of his.

It took only a few long strides for him to beat you to the door. You had swung your bag over your shoulder, and as you were opening his bedroom door to leave, he was slamming it shut with one hand as he looked down on you.

"My mom's fucking dead, Y/N."

His voice was deep and husky, but it also shook when he said that. Your hard exterior instantly softened, "Eren..."

He took a shuddering breath, and then he turned around and slowly began walking back to his bed. "Why do you think I wasn't there today? I was at a damn memorial dinner."

You put your bag back down, "I'm sorry."

"Thanks." He sat down on his bed, legs spread and arms hung to the sides of them, "You can go now."

You approached him slowly with ease. Sitting down by him on his comfortable mattress, the touch of your hand on him lightened his temper. You ran your hand through his hair, showing his face to you more.

"You're sad. Why would you make time for me if you're feeling like this today?"

"I've been sad for a while. Nothing new."

Your hand traveled down to the back of his neck, rubbing his nape soothingly. "What's wrong today, then?"

He took a second, and then he ran his own hand through his hair before he answered you. "Today makes seven years. It's just different."

"I'm sorry, again."

"No reason to be. You're not Lupus."

"I was giving you a hard time. That's why I'm sorry."

You just wanted to be there for him, especially after being so rude earlier. He turned to look at you, and his eyes were glossy and flooded, and that made your eyes fill up with tears too.

Sad boy or not, he was still strong as hell. So when he wrapped his arm around your torso and pulled you in for a hug, your whole body shifted over to him, and you straddled his lap to be comfortable.

"It's okay. It's your thing to give me a hard time."

You kept running your nails through his hair, and he adored the feeling. He stayed with his face buried in your chest, loving the feeling, loving the smell, loving the care, loving the comfort.

He lifted his face up, his chin nuzzled in your chest as he looked up at you. "I did really good at the track meet the other day."

You saw the damp tracks of his salty tears spread under his eyes. You placed both hands on the sides of his face, "You did."

"Guess who else reached out."

You tilted your head, softly asking, "Who?"

"UCLA."

"Oh. Another D-1?"

A meek close-lipped grin showed as he nodded. You used each thumb to wipe his tears. "I told you you're the best."

He gave you a real grin this time, then laying the side of his face on your chest. "She can't see it, though."

You began rubbing his head again. "You think she's not watching you?"

"I want her to be there watching me. I wish she could— I just—"

You quietly shushed him, holding him close. "She would be proud of you, baby."

He looked up at you. "You think so?"

"I know so... If it helps, I'm proud of you."

His lips were slightly parted as he looked at you, and then he was only looking at your lips. The next thing he knew, his lips were on yours. Slow, soft. He didn't wanna stop. He couldn't be off of you.

He was so gentle, just as you were with him. Your body curved into his, and his hand trailed under your hoodie, slowly running his palm up the middle of your back and keeping you close to him while you subconsciously grinded down on him.

When he pulled his lips away, his hand was unbuckling your bra as you felt him growing under you. "Eren."

His lips were occupied kissing your neck, but he put in the effort to answer you. "What?"

"Are you sure this is what you need right now?"

"I'm sure that what I need right now is you."

He kissed your lips again, and a string of saliva connected between your lips and his when he pulled away. Picking you up so easy, he changed your positions, you being laid on your back as he hovered over you now. "Can I have you?"

"Are you gonna even take no for an answer?"

He smirked, and then he shook his head no.

"Then you already got me, baby."

Your hoodie was off. His hoodie was off. His shorts were getting pulled down. Your jeans were on the floor. The door was locked. His hair was tied up. Your glasses were on the nightstand.

All you saw was his chiseled abs, his defined V-line, and that huge print showing through his briefs, and all he saw was your pretty half-naked self laying on his sheets under him.

You lifted your arms up so he could take your bra off, and then your pretty tits jiggled as they laid out under him. He whispered a curse as he threw your bra to the side. He leaned down and kissed your neck, and you felt shivers trickle up your thighs as his fingers met the sensations in the middle.

"You came here wearing a matching set for me." He grazed his fingers past the pink lace that made the panties of this matching set.

"I didn't think this was gonna happen." Every word coming from your overachieving mouth would be soft and shy, shyer than he knew you to be. He liked that he made you get like this as your pussy twitched under his fingers.

"Mmm, you were ready for me though." He slid your panties to the side, and your back arched off the bed when he drove his fingers in you. You let out a shriek that would've been a moan if you didn't hold back.

It sounded like ocean sounds were playing as he filled you up with his two digits, pulling them out, then jutting them back in again and again. His lips were wrapped around your chocolate areola, his tongue swirling around it like the delectable desert that it was to him.

Your back was arching off the bed, and he just kept hitting a spot deep inside that would turn your moans into whines. He looked up into your eyes from where he lay, and you were looking down at his hand going in and out of you at a dangerous speed. He pulled his mouth away and hovered over your face, and he began guiding you through your high.

"Like that, baby?"

"Yeah, like that."

"You look so damn pretty. So pretty when you're cumming on my fucking fingers."

You wrapped an arm around his neck, holding onto him tight and your back hovering off the bed as he hit that spot again, and again, and one more time before—

"Fuck! Eren!" You flooded his fingers and his wrist, and your hips kept grinding onto his hand as you rode out your high.

"That's it, pretty girl. Keep cumming for me."

When he pulled his hand out, you fell down onto the mattress. Your legs instantly closed, just like your eyelids as you caught your breath with the back of your forehead. He kissed your jawline and rubbed his hand up and down your body, taking your panties off then bringing his kisses down low and reopening your legs, kissing on the warm wetness of your clit.

"Eren." You cooed, and you called his name again but more hastily when he slid a broad lick across your sensitive slit.

He changed positions but left you where you were, now propped up in between your legs and his hands reopening them. He pulled you by your thighs closer to him, leaning to the side to reach in his nightstand and pull out a condom.

Your fat pussy was pressed up against his thick, clothed bulge. He whipped it out, and your shock was evident when seeing his long dick out of the clothes. "Oh."

He laid it on you as he unwrapped the condom, and the tip went all the way to your belly button. "You okay?"

You sat up partially to get a better view of this monster that he was planning on putting inside of you. "Y-Yeah."

He breathed out a laugh at your nerves, sliding the rubber onto his hard length. "You think you got it?"

"Umm, we'll see."

He aligned his tip with your hole, slapping it on your clit a few times. You and him both watched as he began to slowly push inside of you, until you couldn't watch anymore. Your eyes filled with tears and you had to squeeze them shut as you cursed.

"Fuck, are you a virgin? You're tight as hell."

"No, you're just big!"

You could cry and whine all you wanted. Unless you said something, he was gonna do his best to fit his thick cock in your tight hole. He grabbed the ankle of one of your legs that were thrown over his shoulder, rubbing it and pecking it with kisses as he slid inside of you.

"Relax, mama. I need this pussy to stop squeezing me so tight."

You had your toes curled and one hand gripping his sheets, the other holding your breast like it was a stress ball. When he kept pushing inch after inch in, you let your head fall back on the sheets. You hadn't fucked in a while. It hurt, but it hurt so good.

"There you go, gorgeous. I know you can take me." It wasn't all of him. There was about an inch of his shaft that couldn't go in anymore, but his tip was pressed in as deep as it could go.

You let out the cutest, shuddering moan when he started thrusting slowly in and out of you. Everytime that he would go in, he could see the imprint of his dick poking through the pudge of your stomach.

You were leaving a creamy layer of your juices on the condom as he fucked your sweet hole, "All this 's for me, right baby?"

"Yesss. It's all yours."

He held your face in his hand, "Open those pretty eyes and look at me."

You did as he said, caressing his hand with yours and leaning into him. Looking into his green eyes so innocently, yet he knew you were far from that by the way you were taking him. You were so smart. Smart enough to recognize that when you moaned the way that you did, needily called his name the way you did, grinded your hips onto his cock the way you did, that you had him wrapped around your finger.

Your lips parted more as he jutted his hips in deep. A guttural moan from your throat came out as he hit your spot purposely rougher this time. You couldn't help it, especially with the way that he looked so sexy when he looked down at you like this. His thick brows were furrowed, hanging over desiring dark eyes that were hazy with lust. His skin was damp with sweat. His soft lips were hanging open, letting his groans out as your pussy milked him.

"Eren, come closer baby. I need to feel you." You were spiraling with passion, and he was entwining in pleasure from finally satisfying his craving that was you. He leaned down and kissed you, enjoying how sloppy and erotic it was.

"You wanna feel me even more than you already are?"

"I needed..."

Your hand was roaming, holding him close by rubbing at his nape. "Your skin..."

Then his shoulder, "I wanted it on me." then his arm, squeezing him tight with your nails digging into his arm.

"Shit." The low growl that came from him as you left your marks made your whole body shiver. You just repeated the coo of the word "Baby" over and over again, the speed of it mounting as he kept going.

"I know, ma. I know. I'm... Close... Too."

You came first, you releasing a high-pitched moan with your juices that wet him up as his thrusts got more sporadic, yet still giving all his force.

"Ah, fuck." You felt his breath on your face as he pushed out his last few movements of his hips. You both were breathing gently on each other, him holding your face in his hand while you ran your hands through his hair, giving each other wet, soft kisses on each other's lips.

When he lifted up, the condom was filled with a fat heap of his nut before he pulled it off, tying it up and taking a tired walk to the trash can to throw it away.

You were still laying down when he got back over, just propped up on your elbows as you watched him.

He stood in front of you, rubbing your legs. "Were you just looking at my ass?"

You were feeling extremely relaxed, and your laugh represented that. "I was looking at everything, baby."

Even the fresh scars you left on his shoulders and arms. The way his body flexed with every movement, a different muscle being highlighted with every step. His sexy mannerisms, like the way he walked, the way he ran his hands through his hair, or the way he would look back at you. Damn. He was so fine for you.

And he was looking at everything you did. Your eyes were on his, so they were watching as he trailed down your body, looking at your full breasts, the texture of your warm brown skin, and the way that your plump ass still was visible even while you were laid down like this.

"You're so damn sexy."

"Mmm." You lifted up, running your hands up his chiseled body until they got to his pecks, "Let me hear that again."

He chuckled, "You're a slut, too. How did I not know that?"

Craning down, he pecked your smirking lips. "Yeah, I wanna hear that again too."

He bagged not just a beautiful genius, but a perfectly lewd freak. He held you by the back of your neck to give you another sweet kiss.

"Do you think your dad heard us?"

"Hmm, if so, it's a hard day. I'm sure he'll understand."

You grinned as you looked up at him, and he did the same as he towered down on you. You both could tell what was going on behind each other's eyes.

"Do you have any more condoms?"

Laid on your side. He would slow it down then speed it up, harassing that pussy like it wronged his whole bloodline. One hand was under your bent knees, and the other hand traveled from your ass to your neck, gripping your throat and holding you steady when he filled you up with the length of his cock.

You were wise, but you learned more and more everyday. Something you observed from Eren is that he's a feen for a fat ass. That's why the third condom you two were on broke when he was hitting it from the back.

And something that he learned about you was that you craved the feeling of his touch and his warm skin on your own. So when he slowed his pace down with the next trial from the back, he pulled you by your neck closer to him, your back centimeters away from his chest in this steamy room as he caressed your breasts and kissed your shoulders.

And when you slutted him out while riding? He was trying to match your energy first, bucking his hips up while you were slamming yours down. The headboard was rocking into the wall so much that one time it might've been his dad knocking on the door to make sure you two were okay.

He couldn't hear that though, especially over your moans and his combining in harmony. His moans were dragging out of him, exhausted rambles leaving his mouth as he held you close, his face rubbing against your titties as you went up and down on him, leaving a creamy mess between you two.

The last nut from the night didn't need a condom. You were hovered over his face, but then he just pulled you down and put that tongue to work as he jerked himself off, receiving help from you when you could move your body accordingly to your mind, which was almost broken with the persistence of Eren eating you out.

He kept going on for what was probably a whole hour. You weren't sure. He just said that you weren't moving until he was done eating, but when he freed you from his hold, you laid your ass down.

You woke up in a haze in this dark room, a ringing sound filling your ears. Eren was laid on your ass like it was a cushion, and you could hear his soft snoring.

"Fuck, what time is it?"

You had to put your glasses on, and you saw that his digital clock read 1:37. Your phone was ringing, and it was your mom.

"Shit, shit, shit."

Eren was waking up, but his head plopped onto the mattress when you — his human pillow — hastily moved.

"Hey baby. You alright? I've been calling you, it's late."

"Y-Yeah. I'm sorry mama. I just fell asleep." Eren tapped back into consciousness when you turned his lamp on as you talked on the phone and hastily tried to collect your clothes at the same time.

"It's okay if you were doing unspeakable things, honey. As long as you were being responsible."

You sighed, "I love you, mom. Thank you for being chill."

"Yeah, I'm chill, but I'm still a worried mother. I'm parked outside of his house. Get down here, because I'm not letting you go to school in the same clothes two days in a row or a boy's. Bye."

She hung up the phone, so you put it down as you kept getting changed. He rubbed his eyes and sat up on the bed and watched you.

"That's my sock."

You cursed, almost having a white and a black sock on.

"The hoodie's inside out."

You sighed, pulling it off and reversing it.

He got up and put his briefs on, covering his dick up in time to catch your next mistake.

"Jeans on and no panties? Fuck, just stop moving. Calm down."

He helped you get your jeans back off, picking up your panties and allowing you to step into them. Then he helped you jump into your jeans, slapping your ass when you finished that task.

"Stop." You slapped his hand away from your butt.

"Uptight again like you weren't about to break my dick off like three, four hours ago. Okay."

"Quit it." You slid into your crocs and picked up your bag, "Okay, I'll finish the last few details of the slideshow. I'll see you tomorrow— I mean, today, okay?"

"Mmhmm." Despite this tired response that you expected to be the end of the interaction, he grabbed you by your hood and spun you back around, planting a warm kiss on your lips that almost paused all of your panic.

And when you pulled away, it almost came back, until he started talking. "I'll finish the slideshow right now, okay? Go home and lay down, you overachiever."

You breathed in through your nose, "Okay. Make it look pretty, alright?"

"I will, baby."

One more kiss, before you turned around and walked out of the door.

"See you later." He told you.

"Yeah, see you later, love."

You tried to get downstairs quietly, not sure if Mr. Grisha would be down there or not. When you thought you were in the clear, you were proved wrong.

"Have a nice night, Y/N." He was sitting in a living chair, and you couldn't tell how you didn't see him. He shot you a warm smile as he looked up from the book he was reading, and the one you gave him back was probably crooked.

"You too, Mr. J."

You cursed at yourself in your head as you turned away from him and rushed your way out.

In the morning, Eren did most of the presenting since you were the main worker. The presentation was actually fun. Eren kept comically teasing you, but you weren't opposed to it. It actually surprised the people in your class when seeing you smile.

When walking out of the class, Eren held your hand and spun you around for the direction he was walking in. "You told me you have Miss Russé next. She'll be okay if you're a few minutes late."

You grinned and chuckled, "Where you taking me?"

"Just somewhere where I can talk to you." He led you through the front exit passing by the office, just so you two could sit at the empty benches that are out there.

"Do you know how tempted I was to slap your ass when you were sitting back down?"

"Still severely horny, huh?"

Grabbing your jean pocket, he pulled you closer to him and wrapped his arm around your shoulder, "After last night? Of course I am."

He placed his hand on your jaw as he locked his lips with yours, him leading the kiss. When he pulled away, you had your hands on his chest, "Yeah, I actually wanted to talk about that."

His head tilted, eyes narrowing too, "Yeah?"

"Um, I think— I think it was us getting carried away."

The look on his face wasn't neutral, although others might think that if not knowing the context. But you saw his jaw clench as he swallowed, and his eyebrows slowly furrowing over his darkening green eyes.

"I was in between your legs like, what, nine  hours ago. And now you think it was a mistake?"

"No, no. Not a mistake. I just looked back on it and I was thinking, maybe sex wasn't what you needed at the time."

The way he was looking at you made you feel so small. "Did I not make you feel good? Be honest."

"No, that's not it. You made me feel great."

"I could tell. So what the fuck is the problem?"

"Eren, you heard me. You were very sad and then we just had sex like that fixed everything. That's what's not making me feel good."

He stood up, and at this point you felt like you were buried into the ground, your head being the only thing above the surface so you could look at him. "Why the fuck are you doing this to me?"

"Eren, I'm not doing this to you. I was just saying it! I still adore you."

"Really? I can't tell." He picked his bag up and walked away from you, but not into the building. He walked out into the parking lot, and you walked back in the building before you could see where he was off too.

You didn't cry. No. You just felt like you were crying inside though. This was weird. You haven't thought about boys like this in forever. Then all of a sudden, one charms you on a Monday, and by the end of the week he's rearranged your guts.

At homeroom, you didn't see him. There was a possibility he was just going in his car to cool off earlier, and then there was the possibility that he drove home. He did the latter, and you were kind of relieved. Him ignoring you while being in the same room as you would've made you want to bury yourself in a hole.

Then the day went on. You got home, and you still wanted to sink into the ground. Not because of the reason from earlier. It changed into something else. You were craving him. You didn't care how awkward it would be, or how mad he could get, or how much he would yell at you. You wanted your body on his. You wanted to be around him. You wanted to be laughing with him, cumming with him.

You were obsessed with little shame about it, and that's why he got multiple rings on his doorbell and knocks on his from door at 7 in the evening.

"Wow. You came to see your mistake."

You were wearing another one of your hoodies, and this time a patterned pair of flair pants. Your slides were plush. Probably not the best choice for the rain that was just starting. But you still looked cute to Eren, and that made him even more frustrated.

"I never said that." Your pleading voice was so cute, and he was trying to make sure his dick wouldn't get hard as he looked at your doe brown eyes looking at him.

"Tch, come inside before it starts pouring."

You walked inside, turning around to face him once he closed and locked the door behind him. He was wearing grey sweatpants and a black tank top. He had his hands in his pockets, and before looking at his face, you were looking at his toned muscles and the print showing through his pants.

You were looking at him, and he was looking at you. You saw his Adam's Apple bob as he took a deep breath and got ready to talk. "Well, you drove your raggedy ass car to come see me. What do you have to say?"

You were standing with your hands behind your back, and a courage-building inhale preluded your sentence. "I'm sorry. I do mean what I said, but the delivery could've been better. Especially since it made you think that I don't want you, and I do want you. A lot. I was just thinking about it, and I don't regret what we did at all, but what led to it is what I was thinking about.

"But we can't change what was done. And I don't wanna change what was done, at all. I would sound like a hypocrite if I let on that I did, because a lot of the things that I said last night wouldn't elude that. Like when I said you're the best, I meant that. I mean, you're the best I've had, considering I've only had one other perso— Can you accept my apology already?"

He was smiling at you so hard that his cheeks were hurting. "C'mere."

You took the embrace that he was offering, him rocking you side to side as he laughed. You wanted your hands wrapped around him like this as long as possible, along with the feeling of him rocking you back and forth.

"Who was this other guy you fucked?" He asked you in the hug.

You lifted your face from his chest and looked up at him. "You in my business right now?"

"Yeah. You owe me."

"Why?"

"Because, I didn't say I accepted your apology. After how you made me feel earlier, I deserve something generous from you."

"Really?"

"Really." His hands went down to your ass, and you loved the way he touched on you, rubbing and massaging it. "Answer the question. Who took your virginity?"

"It was my boyfriend from sophomore year."

"Oh, yeah. I used to see you walking around with him. He's a loser."

Your mouth fell open, "Eren, be nice. He wasn't bad."

"Mmhmm." His mouth went down to your ear, "This ass isn't for him though, yeah?"

"N-No. It isn't."

"Neither is that pretty pussy though, right?"

"Right, baby."

"Who does it belong to?"

You looked up into his eyes, your hands on his chest. "It belongs to you, Eren."

"That's right. You belong to me. Don't ever try to fucking leave me or pull the shit you pulled earlier again, alright?"

Your lashes batted, but you still looked at him with adoration. "Okay, baby. I won't."

"Good girl." Gripping your ass cheeks, he shook one in his hold before he told you, "Get on your knees."

You did what he said, and he held your locs in his hand as you looked up at him. "What about your dad, though?"

"He's a surgeon. Working overtime tonight. Now, go ahead and pull it out. Let's see how else you can use this overachieving mouth."

He was right. You tried to overachieve in everything that you did. Even sucking dick. When you pulled his already hard dick out of his pants, you kissed the tip, using his drops of pre-cum as an extra layer of lip gloss.

You jerked him off with both hands, using your saliva from the licks you placed up his shaft as lubricant. Your hand ran up his torso, and you only had your eyes on his dick as you kissed it and slapped it against your lips.

When you actually started taking it in your mouth is when he got more vocal. You would hum every time you would slowly bob your head back and forth, taking more and more of his length everytime, until his whole shaft was in your mouth and you had your hand placed on the back of his waist to keep it there.

You pulled away and caught your breath, looking up at his hazy teal orbs that were looking straight back down at you in awe. "How many times have you fucked?"

All you gave to that question was a smirk, caressing his dick in your palm and using your wet lips to kiss and suck his fat balls. You practically gargled them in your spitty mouth while you sped up the pace of pumping his thick dick in your hand.

"Fuuuuuck." His groan was low and raspy as he took your throat as his own personal belonging.

You took his length back into your mouth, and the more of a mess you made increased to how much he was turned on. He felt every time his inches would go past your plump lips into your warm mouth. Your tongue kept licking that big vein that ran down the middle of his cock.

"Shit, I accept your apology. It's okay, it's okay baby. Fuck."

Your eyes shut and you stopped moving after he said that, and you took a deep breath and wiped your mouth. "I didn't— I didn't cum yet."

"I know that. I was paying you back what I owed." You got off of your knees and walked past him, "You were being really mean, though. Now I feel like I'm owed something. Come on."

You scurried up the stairs, and he didn't even tuck his dick back in to follow you. You were ahead of him, but him skipping stairs when he walked helped close the distance.

"I owe you?" He asked when he met you in his bedroom.

"Yeah. You do." He didn't expect it, and that's why it was so easy for you to push him on his bed. He sat up on his elbows as he watched you pull your pants down.

"Hold on, I don't want you to take your panties off y—"

"Eren, you don't get a say right now, baby. I'm sorry to break it to you."

His eyebrow furrowed, him looking like he was in complete disbelief. "What?"

"You heard me." Your juicy pussy was nude and aligned with his wet and hard cock as you took off your hoodie, then your bra, unleashing your yummy breasts right in his face.

But he couldn't touch them, or even lift up and suck them, because after you helped him take his shirt off, you pinned his hands down to the bed with your own, even humming in sadistic satisfaction when you did it. You used one hand to put him inside of you, and you moaned so sexily that he could've came right there.

But he didn't, he tried to push through. Even when you started bouncing that ass up and down on him ruthlessly, clapping sounds filling the room.

"So good, baby. You feel so fucking good." Your pussy was waiting for him, missing him desperately after last night. You didn't waste a second when on top of him.

You watched as his face scrunched up while you were milking the soul out of him through his dick. He was looking to the side, repeating, "Oh my god." with his deep moans.

He should've known you were gonna double back. Two strong-willed people having sex with each other just seems to lead to it lasting all night. But riding him like this right after sucking him so good and not letting him cum was just cruel.

That's why it took less than two minutes for him to give you the warning, forcing out an, "I'm— cumming." You got off of him, and watched as his spurts of cum came out like a fountain. It got all over his chest and yours, mixing in with the hair from his happy trail and dripping down from your tits to your stomach.

Your hand was on the bottom of his shaft, and you were gently pumping him as he came, so you loved the feeling of his dick pulsating as he emptied his balls. Once he was finished, you dragged your hand up his shaft, and he watched as you licked the cum off your fingers.

"Shit, come here."

You laid down on your stomach next to him and kissed him. "You're such a fucking freak." He told you, intertwining his fingers with your soft locs.

"And you aren't?"

"I never said I wasn't. That's why I like fucking you so much."

After a few minutes of you two making out, a struggle for dominance ensued. He quickly won it though, with him gripping your ass helping him get on top of you.

To your surprise, his dick was still hard, and he laid it over your stomach. "You're crazy, y'know? Fucking me like that without a condom."

"It felt better that way. And, I'm on birth control anyway."

"Hmm, good. Because we ran out of condoms last night."

"Oh."

"So, you okay if I fill you up?" He slid inside as he asked you this, and that familiar imprint in your stomach came back. "Make you mine?"

"Y-Yeah. Fill me up baby."

Eren loved hickeys, but not during the school year. He's literally always involved with a sport, so unless it's a winter practice, they're gonna be seen on him. But thankfully, he loved giving them too. So he took the liberty to grab your legs and fold you in half, allowing himself to lean down and kiss you as he gave you those magnificent thrusts. Those kisses went lower, and his mouth stayed in spots on your neck as his groans easily traveled to your ears.

When he sat back up, his pace got brutal, and you felt every last thrust hit so deep inside of you. "It's deep, Eren. So fucking deep."

Your breathy whimpers turned him on so much. He was focused on trying to make your pussy remember his shape fondly down to every last vein, hoping that he could make every one of his eight inches get in there.

He had a goal, and that's why he was being so relentless. You put your hand on his chest, whining and whimpering, but he moved it away. When he moved his hand back, he decided to hold your hands and your legs in his holds together.

"Fuck! Baby, slow downnn."

He was gonna keep plowing into you, even faster now that you said something. "Take it. You got it, ma."

"Eren, Eren! Fuck!" Your eyes were rolling back, and he was glad to see that he could make your eyes roll back in another way than you having sass.

You started repeating a slur of yeses when you were cumming, and as your body shook with your orgasm, you left a milky puddle of your cream under you.

Now is when he slowed down, to ride out his own high. He kept holding you where you were as his eyes shut, groaning and moaning while he filled you up, as he said he would do.

When he pulled out, the creamy concoction that was left on him was falling out of you. "Come here, mama."

He picked you up, and you held onto him tight as he rubbed your back up and down. "You're mine, baby."

You were mindfucked and hazy, but you still responded with, "I'm yours."

"All fucking mine."

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[nobianna]

𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓫𝓸𝔂𝓼

𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂: on a beach trip you're "ex" bf gets upset watching you flirt with a worker on the ice cream bar, so he handled it.

𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: Eren x blackfem! reader

𝓬𝓾𝓶𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: jealous!Eren, eren being a little rough, chocking, hair pulling, some possessiveness, just a bit of spit play ( if you squint) cowgirl, backshots , collapsed back shots, lots of kissing , some dirty talk , petnames, cursing , lmk if i missed anything else

𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔞𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰: this is my first time writing smut so excuse me if its badddd, not proofread at all sorry im lazy asf, i recommend reading in dark mode , other characters are included but not important, MDNI! support the blog :)

SASHA was grabbing you're arm to drag you towards the ice cream bar that she had been begging you to take her to it since yall had got to the beach.

"y/n pleaseeeeee" she asked again, you looked up at her through youre sunglasses to see her pleading puppy eyes.

" Sasha why wont you go its right there" you responded to her

" well i-" she was about to speak again before eren interrupted her

"Exactly stop trynna take away my girl"

"aht aht aht im not your girl anymore" you snapped at him quicly shutting him down before hopping up and grabbing your wallet and phone.

all while eren watched you dust sand off youre thighs and run your hair through your goddes braids that were hanging down your back, he examined you and watched them stop right below your ass which was currently out in the cotton crochet bikini you wore.

he shook his head at youre pettiness because there was no way in hell you were still mad about that stupid ass argument

you and him had got into an argument 2 days before you all had left for this trip, and he has tried to get in contact with you multiple times before you had left but you just weren't gonna let up.

you didnt even ride in the car with him on the way here, when everyone had parked at jeans house, you had decided to ride with sasha, ymir, and mikasa. while eren rode with connie, jean, armin, and onyankapon. the others rode with reiner and historia.

Eren was already upset that he hasnt talked to his girl in 2 days, but to see her laughing and flirting with the man at the ice cream bar even when sasha had already gotten hers, that really tipped the cake for him.

Eren watched you closely so he watched how you playfully punched his arm, he saw how hard you were laughing and it honestly pained him to watch you exchange numbers with him and when he had decided he had enough.

he would let you finish and enjoy the rest of your trip before he told you about yourself.

everyone had decided to have a little kickback at jeans house and you just so happened to sit next to eren

he tapped your thighs with 2 fingers while you were watching sasha, ymir, connie, and armin go at it in sorry

he motioned you to look at your phone to see you had a text from him

meet me in the guest bedroom in like 3 minutes

you nodded and continued on watching the game as eren got up

you carefully got up and told mika you would be back

when you walked in the room he was sitting on the side of the bed

you shut and locked the door and asked " whatd you need" attitude as clear as day because you still didn't wanna talk to this nigga

he turned and laid back on the headboard with a sigh and one leg on the bed and the other off

he had his hair tied in his signature bun with a couple of hair strains out and he was rolling a blunt

you couldnt even lie he looked hella good like that especially with no shirt on, but you had to stand your ground

"hellooo you not gone answer???" you asked him

he looked up at you with a chuckle

"come hea"

you walked to his side and sat by his leg, he put his freshly rolled blunt on the night stand next to the lamp, he looked like he was already high from a previous blunt but you weren't gonna question it.

" are you gonna tell me what you wan-" you were cut off by a tattooed hand warping around your neck, it made your breath hitch as he pulled you closer to his face with your lips inches away from his.

" why do you insist on playing with me mama, hmm?"

he tightened his hand around your throat and pulled you on top so you were straddling him

" why do you wanna make me mad baby?'

all you could do was whimper against his lips

"just tell me whats wrong" he breathed against your lips while titling his head

" i-i just t-think mhm" you couldn't even speak properly because of how eagerly he was sucking or your neck

he brung his face back up to yours before speaking again

" you thought laughing in his face wouldn't make me mad hmm?" he said as he brought his hand from your neck down to your lower back where the other rested

and as you were beginning to speak he slide them down to the plump skin of your ass and started to massage it

you rested your hands on his shoulders attempting to catch your breath, he looked at with his low red eyes licking his lips patiently waiting for you to speak

"i-i didn't do it to make you mad, i did it because i told you we weren't together so i can mess with anyone i want and you can to-"

once again you were cut off but with a slap to your ass that made you whimper and jump, you felt how hard he was from under you and it made you throb

he took one of his hands and rested it into your scalp before tightly gripping a handful of your braids and ass.

"mhmmhmm" you whined as you threw your head back

" come on, ride it."

you got up and planted your 2 feet on the sides of the bed, you waited for him to pull his pants down as you looked down at him

" im not helping you ma" he chuckled " put that shit in yo self" he continued making you groan before pulling down his sweats

he hand on no undergarments which made it even more easy access

it didnt spring up because of how heavy and thick it was

you picked up his dick and heard him hiss

with your free hand you slid your bikini bottoms to the side and rubbed his tip up and down your soaked slit which made you both moan

you rubbed his tip on your aching bud and both of your faces contorted into pleasure.

" fuckkk its so wet ma" you moaned in returned while placing your other hand on the head board, you continued to tease him since you figured you were in control

he yanked your hair before making you look at him " put that shit in cmon"

you listened to him and aligned the tip of his dick perfectly with your hole

you slid down on him slowly while hissing out

" mhmmm fuckkk papa" you yelped out while putting your other hand on the head board

you moved up slowly hearing him groan out and throw his head back

while only moving up and down on the tip to tease him, he moved both of his hands towards your hips and slammed you down to his base

you yelled out from the pain and pleasure you received from the unexpected move

you continued to bounce on him

the sounds of your sticky slick clapping on his muscular thighs were heavenly not to mention the moans coming from the both of you

you were panting out like a dog

eren grabed your throat and kissed you so hungrily muffling your moans

he was hitting all the right spots and was barely doing anything

he started to thrust up into you making you yelp out

" right there mama?"

"mhm hmm" you shook your head not wanting him to stop

" come on baby use your words"

" s-shittt, i- im gonna cum baby" was all you could say, the claps got heavier and louder as you were chasing your own climax which made eren stop and flip you towards the end of the bed

and now he was on top and in control.

eren turned you around and brung your hips up making you arch your back

"mhmm shittt" he groaned as he slide back in from behind

you were gripping the sheets and screaming into the bed

he grabbed the end of your braids and lifted your head up before gripping your neck from behind a

" thats right baby take that shit, tell them how good i make you f-feel fucckk"

he started to hit your spot and you had to stop yourself from screaming

" O-ohh my fuckk babyyyy" you dragged out to him while falling forward a bit

you didnt want him to stop but shit

"s'to muchhh"

" right there baby, mhm are you gonna cum for me?"

" FUCKK YESSSS' you shouted as he dragged your head back up to his tattooed chest

he lifted your head up before tonguing you down

" open your mouth" he panted out before letting his spit trickle into your mouth, he didn't give you a chance to swallow before he was back tonguing you

you moaned in his mouth as your body to spas and your creamy white substance was coating his dick from base to tip

he let go of your chin and groaned into the crook of your neck while you were still riding out your high.

you purposely lost your arch and let eren fall on top of you from behind

he was still slowly thrusting into your sensitive hole making both of you moan

" im gonna cum mama" he groaned into your head while kissing the outside

he grabbed your hand while kissing down to your neck

"cum inside mee"

" shit im cummingg, ahh fuckk"

you let him ride out his high into you while moaning out

" howd it feel?" you asked him once he was done while laughing

because clearly someone was already halfway asleep

he had cleaned you both up and changed the sheets while you were in the guess bathroom

"come hea" he motioned for you to come lay with him

" you still not my girl?" he asked you in a sarcastic manner

"oh my- shut the hell up" you both laughed while getting comfortable in the bed

and drifting off to sleep

sooooo did you guys like it??

reblog and comment pleaseee

idk i think i might do a part 2 lol

request are always opennn

#aot fandom #black writers #choso x black!reader #eren x black reader #onyankopon smut #connie springer #eren jeager smut #eren yaegar #eren fluff #eren x reader #plug!eren #armin arlet headcanons #eren headcanons #black reader #cancel white bitches #writers on tumblr #nova writes

[nanaminsmoon]

𝒂𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕. ∗ ̥ ⁺ ݃ * ₊ ･ ﾟ ◠

(i mainly write for the characters listed here:))

smut  ➮  ♥︎

fluff  ➮  ♡

pictures  ➮  ✉

texts  ➮   ✆

angst  ➮   ❣

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˗ˏˋconnie springer´ˎ˗

♥︎   his best friend ➮  your ex’s best friend has always been a little too friendly, and now you know why...

♥︎  no good  ➮  your man whore of an ex-boyfriend misses you more than he should...

╰┈➤ pt.2  ➮ guess you can turn a hoe into a househusband...

♥︎ clingy!connie x blackfem!reader

♥︎ toxic!connie x blackfem!reader

♥︎ horny!connie x celibateblackfem!reader

♥︎ babydaddy!connie x blackfem!reader

╰┈➤ pt.2

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˗ˏˋonyankopon´ˎ˗

✉  barbie with ony

♡ + ♥︎ peace of mind  ➮  when you’re having a bad day, you can always trust ony to take care of you...

♥︎ tear me apart ➮ ony's lack of tiktok knowledge ends in tears.

❣  + ♥︎   plug!ony x blackfem!reader  ➮ the heart wants what it wants, and yours will always want ony...

♥︎ ex-boyfriend!ony x blackfem!reader

♥︎ revenge  ➮  an ‘innocent’ dare gets you into some trouble...

╰┈➤ pt. 2   ➮  you weren’t the only person ony wanted to punish...

♥︎ 90s!ony x reader

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˗ˏˋeren jaeger´ˎ˗

♥︎  revenge pt.2  

♥︎ rapper!eren x blackfem!reader

♥︎ suburban!eren x hoodprincess!reader

╰┈➤ pt.2 & pt.3

★ series

✦ revenge (ony x reader x eren).

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#nanaminsinc. #aot x black reader #aot x black y/n #connie springer x black reader #onyankopon x black reader #eren x black fem!reader #eren x black reader

[sintiva]

lust so pure..// priest!eren x blackfem!reader

summary: the neighborhood priest also happens to be the neighborhood pervert, but solely for you

contents & warnings: chubby reader, eren is a fucking pervert, kinda stalker themes (?)), suggestive content, male masturbation, mentions of corruption

notes: this is the prologue (for better lack of terms) to a full fic

priest!eren who creeps on you while you're gardening early in the morning. 5:30 am — sharp. your tits are out your ass is out and he can see your pussy print from your shorts. you would think he’s a fucking vampire the way he keeps his house dark. the yellow light from his bathroom floods his room, and a butterscotch candle that you gifted him, sits atop his dresser. the fire from the candle flickers against the muscles of his back, and it makes him hot. but it’s not the only thing that’s got him steaming.as he fiddles with his vest in his hands, his back is bare and he’s focusing on you gardening; pulling weeds, and digging the soil as you transfer pansies and lilies to the plot. way too focused, like he’s giving service.

priest!eren who sits on his recliner right by his window so he doesn’t have to stand up to creep on you. it’s tiring trying to get a view of you from every angle. he focuses his eyes when you stand up and bend over to pat the rest of the soil around the plants. your ass jiggles, the fat of it spills from the bottom of those nonexistent shorts you have on. “baby phat” spreads across the back of the shorts, and the bedazzled letters sparkle from the rising sun. if he squints real hard he can see the sweat leading down your back. he can see simple sweat lines going down the curve of your pussy, and down to the wet patch of your crotch. he mumbles a quiet “fuck” cause he’s staring so hard, and his dicks talking to him.

priest!eren who sits on his recliner right by his window so he doesn’t have to stand up to creep on you. it’s tiring trying to get a view of you from every angle. he focuses his eyes when you stand up and bend over to pat the rest of the soil around the plants. your ass jiggles, the fat of it spills from the bottom of those nonexistent shorts you have on. “baby phat” spreads across the back of the shorts, and the bedazzled letters sparkle from the rising sun. if he squints real hard he can see the sweat leading down your back. he can see simple sweat lines going down the curve of your pussy, and down to the wet patch of your crotch. he mumbles a quiet “fuck” cause he’s staring so hard, and his dicks talking to him.

priest!eren who smiles to himself when you get on your knees and bend down once more to pull the last few remaining weeds. what a crooked fuck. you look really nice in that position. at this point of his creepinp, he’s hard as fuck. it’s not right for him to be preying on his neighbor like this, but he can’t resist. he wants to fuck you with those shorts, pull the fabric all the way up till the thin liner disappears between your fat pussy lips. you’ve been fucking with him. you either know it or you don’t. you’re either aware of how you make him sweat under his clothes. or you just really don’t think you’re able to arouse him like that. he’s a priest for god’s sake you didn’t think he’d be into the silly flings and quick fucks. 

priest!eren who sighs heavily. he can’t think of anything that will make his boner go away. fucking nothing. he palms himself. regretting his actions — not really though. no other women got his dick dripping and staining his underwear. he’s cursing himself in his room. upset that you make his dick so wet, if anything he despises you for it. why were you so promiscuous? why do you make sinning feel so good and why does he want to corrupt a sweet little minx like you so fucking bad. you make everything look so fucking sexy. the way you walk, the way you talk. how you flaunt yourself. how you’re so sweet to the priest across the street, cause you think he’s the finest man you ever laid eyes on. the feelings are somewhat mutual. he thinks you’d have the sweetest pussy to abuse. l

priest!eren who pulls his pants down and curses even more. his dick blushes, a deep red. it’s big and slaps his stomach when he pulls his underwear down. a loud ‘thwack’. his dick is hot to the touch and the pre cum that trickles out of his tip is hotter. he’s cursing you and your name. bucking his hips up into his hand, stroking his dick how he thinks you would when you wrap your hand around him. he cums real hard when he’s done. such a young man like himself has so much pent-up stress and sexual frustrations that he cums so much. a creamy release so unwanted. now he has to clean himself, and his hand that’s covered in so much cum. he’s fuming as he gets dressed. a fine young man with so much pent-up frustrations. he just wants you to help him, and become his. 

priest!eren who rolls out of his garage in his matte black mercedes cla coupe. he rolls down the window as he pulls out in front of your house, and clears his throat. “you coming to church today?” his words make you jump and everything on your body jiggles when you turn around. “good morning to you too.” you roll your eyes and pull your gloves off as you approach his car. he’s in his usual clothing. black slacks a black turtle neck. a cross necklace sits around his neck, he has rings on almost all his fingers and his tattoo creeps up from his neck and curls back behind his ear. he’s more of the progressive type. 

“you know i’m not into church.” you say for the umpteenth time. he always asks; he doesn’t leave his residence without doing so. he thinks you need it. you need to learn how to be more modest,  cover yourself up so that horny eyes like his own can’t get a look at what will soon be his. it takes a creep to know that there are more unwelcoming eyes that fall upon you. “maybe you should think about it.” he looks you up and down one more time. cursing — again. 

your thighs swallow up those fucking shorts. you ass looks so fucking good. he can see it from the front. he’s thinking about it. thinking about many things while he thinks about those hips getting abused in a vice grip. taking you from the back, “you should really think about it.” his eyes are low. fucking animalistic. you don’t even know what this priest thinks of you. you don’t even know that he dirtied his favorite pair of black slacks because of you. 

his eyes almost pop out of his head as your tits spill over the top of his window. “they’re up here.” you point to your eyes and lower your head so he can see you. big beads of sweat roll down your forehead and every crevice of your body he can see. “if you wake up to garden, you can come to church.” 

“it sounds like you're in my business.” you suck your teeth and place your hands on your waist. “maybe you need me to be.” he smirks and rolls his window back up as he waves his hand. “you should think about coming one day, they’d love you.” they as in him and his relentless fucking dick. he’s thinking with his dick. driving off the exhaust low and pleasing to the ear. “what a fucking priest.” you sigh and you heart flutters. you like him. his attitude. makes you swoon, real hard. 

#eren jaeger x black reader #eren x black reader #eren jaeger x reader smut #eren x reader smut #eren jaeger smut #eren jaeger x reader #eren jeager #eren smut #eren yeager smut

[rintarosluvr]

Eren Yeager

Your Eyes Tell // Eren Yeager X BlackFem!Reader

𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐮

𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐎𝐧-𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠

#black reader #eren x black reader #eren fluff #attack on titan eren #snk eren #eren jaeger #eren jeager x reader #eren smut #aot x black reader #eren x you #eren x reader #attack on titan

[dreams-of-me]

ITS UP ITS UP ITS UP!!! HOOK LINE AND SINKER PART TWO: FISH BAIT IS LIVE!!! AND NO I WILL NOT DROP THIS FISHING PUNS, NO I DO NOT FISH!!!!!!AHHH TELL ME WHAT YOU GUYS THINK

Read Part one here!!

Read part two here!!

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[dreams-of-me]

Eren's Taglist

Here is an Eren Taglist. Enjoy the header my lovelies 😘

#shingeki no kyoujin eren #eren aot #eren jeager x reader #eren smut #eren x blackfem #eren x reader #eren x y/n #eren yeager #eren yeager x reader #snk eren #eren x mikasa #eren fluff #eren jeager #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin #aot #eren jaeger #eren jeager thirst #thirsty thots #thirst tag #taglist #aot smut #aot eren #aot fandom #aot fanfiction #aot anime #aot final season #shingeki no kyojin #dreamsofme

[dreams-of-me]

a few people have asked for a part 2 of hook line and sinker. It's still getting notes. Initially I wanted it to be a one shot but I don't know anymore? Should I make a part 2???

click here for part 1!

#hook line and sinker #dreamsofme #attack on titan eren #eren aot #eren jeager x reader #eren smut #eren x blackfem #eren x reader #eren x y/n #eren yeager #eren yeager x reader #smut writing #writers on tumblr #writing

[dreams-of-me]

In terms of Hook Line & Sinker part two as well as any other stories I may post. Im a stickler for details and SMUT WITH PLOT so they are going to be long. Leave your suggestion in the box below⬇️

Suggestion Box:🗑

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[dreams-of-me]

I promise you all part two is finishing up. Ive been home three weeks and so much has happened. Hook Line and Sinker's part two should be up Tomorrow!!!

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[dreams-of-me]

due to popular demand, hook line and sinker part 2 is in the making. A taglist will be created. Love you all <3

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[mikaswannabe]

yummy!

Your boyfriend adores the way you smell. Even after a long day, while he’s stinking in all of his man-scents, you’ll still have the scent of your — and what’s become his — favorite perfume.

Too bad for him that you don’t want him close to you when he’s stinky. So he makes sure that he showers before you, and then when you shower, it all refreshes.

You lay down in the bed, and it allows him to indulge in the aroma that followed you when you walked in the room. As soon as you lay down, his arms are all around you, and he sounds like a dog with the way he’s sniffing you.

“Baby, I wanna watch my show.”

“You can watch it. Just lay back, you don’t have to do a single thing.”

You maneuvered on the remote as he took your breast out of your flimsy tank top so easily. You didn’t even say anything about it, because you were so used to this. Used to how he says the same thing everytime.

“You smell so yummy, mama.”

“I don’t even know what you mean when you say that.”

He showed you what he meant, moving his head down and putting his mouth around your soft nipple.

“But I’m not complaining. Keep doing what you’re doing.”

And when you smelled this good, his hands would always roam around your body to caress your soft skin. His fingers were on your torso one second, and the next second you were trying to keep your moans quiet to pay attention to your show while he pumped his fingers in and out of that pretty clean cunt that your cream was starting to dirty up.

He used his mouth on you for his own pleasure. No matter how quiet you tried to be, you would hear his soft hums of satisfaction as he suckled on your breast, squeezing it in his hand.

So he thought, why not let the sounds of your moans mesh together? That show had to be put on pause. You were watching his head in between your legs instead, holding your soft tingling breasts in your hand and squeezing them as his tongue lapped over your clit again and again.

“Just like that baby.”

He opened his eyes as he heard you coo to him, looking you deep in your eyes as you got closer and closer. He started to pump two fingers in and out of you again, loving the sound of your whimpering. “Like that, huh gorgeous?”

“Mmhmm.” You replied, watching as he kissed your clit, then sniffing your warm pussy, and sniffing the crevice of your thigh next.

“So fucking yummy.” Another wet kiss was given to your sensitive bud, and that’s what made you squeal out a moan as you released your warm juices all down the crack of your ass.

And like a gentleman should, he cleaned the plate that his lady made for him and licked it right up, kissing the warm skin too. “Fucking delicious.”

any sexy munch. eren, jean, jotaro, connie, erwin, mista, narancia, deku, baku, gojo, kiri, reiner, yuji, megumi.

#sitting here fresh out the shower and if i could munch on myself i would but instead i wrote this. #anime thirst #aot thirst #aot x black reader #jjba thirst #eren smut #aot smut #jjba smut #anime x black!reader #black!reader #blackfem!reader #eren x black!reader #my first tumblr work!! #monica’s thirsts #monica's works

[nanaminsmoon]

𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 (pt.2)

a/n: this has been kicking my ass for days but here it's finally done so here she is😭

part.1

cw: eren x ony x blackfem!reader, oral (f + m receiving), jealousy, pnv, unprotected sex, ony and eren call reader; 'ma', 'good girl', and other stuff i'll forgot bc i'm tired:))

wc: 4510 of smut:))

remnants of eren’s warm shower hung from the tips of his hair strands, sticking them to his ears and nape. his torso was bare, and his pyjama bottoms covered his lower half. mid tying his hair into a loose man bun, eren heard a rhythm of light knocks at his door. there was no one he was expecting, so he walked over to the door without covering himself because he just expected to shout ’wrong place’ and go back to enjoying his evening. but one eye looking through the peephole told him that his evening would be a lot more tumultuous than he had anticipated.

all eren’s control of his limbs flew out of his brain to stand beside him, and ask him what the fuck he was meant to do. looking at the two people outside his front door, he could see that ony was looking at something on his phone and you were whispering something to him. something that, from eren’s side of the door, sounded like ’what if he says no?’. burning curiosity revived all of eren’s motor skills, and he swung the door open to find you with a bright smile on your face. that bright smile would dim momentarily at the sight of eren shirtless, as your eyes began scanning his bare chest and chiselled abdomen. but, ultimately, you would be the first to speak,

”hi eren”, you raised a hand, and eren looked at ony before looking back at you. it was hard to read the look on eren’s face. to you, it seemed like an odd mixture of surprise, confusion, with a sprinkle of annoyance.

”hm.”, he hummed lowly, eyes still lidded. it was unusual for eren to look this irritated when his friends visited him. but he knew that, whatever happened tonight, at the end of it all his heart would hold a scar with your name signed next to it.

”can we come in?”, you asked timidly, and eren just opened the door wider, allowing you and ony to walk in. you assumed the tension between them was a product of the conversation they had at jean’s party, but you didn’t bother to ask.

this interaction would either end in a short conversation, or however many hours in eren’s bedroom, so neither you nor ony bothered to sit down. and that made eren’s curiosity perk up again. but, before he could ask any questions, you had begun speaking,

”so…”, the confidence you had built on your way up to eren’s door had vanished, so you looked to ony for reassurance, and he nodded, ”i…uh, don’t know how to say this”, was all you could get out before a nervous laugh left your lips. eren’s annoyance had transferred to ony, and he decided to speak for you,

”you still wanna fuck her, or what?”, he started. eren’s eyes found your face, looking for confirmation or a laugh to tell him this was all some sick joke, but he got nothing.

”she said she’s down, so if you are then do it now before i change my mind”. eren didn’t need to hear anything else for his hand to wrap around your wrist, feet quickly leading you to his bedroom, leaving ony alone.

”what’re the rules?”, eren asked as he led you down the hallway. his grip on you remained firm as he walked you into his room, kicking the door closed behind him.

”there are no rules”, you smirked at him, and his eyes glossed over. until the door swung open again. eren should’ve known better than to assume that ony would just sit in the living room and let eren do whatever to you. but his excitement meant that, at that very moment, his brain knew nothing but how bad he wanted you.

”you nut in her, and i’ll burn this whole place down”, ony said, and you just nodded abashedly at him. eren wasn’t the only one who was excited, and you were disappointed at yourself for letting that show. the same couldn’t be said for eren, because that nigga was not phased by his friend’s threat at all.

”and i’d die a happy man”, was his short response.

your boyfriend’s presence was wiped out in both you and eren’s minds, the second eren’s lips started travelling the expanse of your neck. his desperation could be felt in his fingertips—their soft trailing of your skin quickly becoming them digging into, and kneading, your ass through your skirt. all of this partnered with the way eren’s mouth was spilling a mix of low, heavy, breaths and obscenities onto your skin, was setting it alight.

”fuck, y/n. you don’t know how long i’ve been thinking about this”, he spoke, his breath tickling your neck.

”why are you like this?”, you laughed lightly as you pulled him back to look him in his face, “we both know you could fuck anyone you wanted”,

”yeah, but they’re not you”, he kissed onto your collarbone.

”they’re not me?”, you giggled out, joining your hands at his nape. eren’s eyes didn’t know where to place themselves, so they’d be all over your face until the shimmer from your lip gloss caught their attention. he wouldn’t be looking at it for too long before leaning forward and smudging it with his lips in a kiss he’d been needing for far too long. it was just a gentle meeting of your lips until eren’s tongue brushed past your bottom lip. it would move with yours for a few moments, before he’d pull back.

”yeah. i want you”, his lips uttered, a mix of your saliva and lip gloss still on them.

”well, how’d you want me, eren?”, your eyelashes batted coquettishly up at him, and eren could’ve fainted.

”on your back, clothes off, with your legs spread.”

the second request would be fulfilled by eren's own impatient hands; his main concern not being seeing you naked, but being the one that made it happen. because, inside eren lived an intense burning desire to see his hands undressing you, as you just let him be the one to leave you bare in front of him. eyes that were already acquainted with the sight of your bare chest would triple in size once the elastane knot behind your back came undone. and they’d remain that size as your skirt dropped to the floor. they’d only become lidded once he got on one knee before you, sliding your bikini bottoms down slowly, as he maintained eye contact. he’d take a moment to smirk at your wet folds, before rising to pick you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. wetness would glaze eren’s abs as your core pressed against them and, once he splayed you on the bed, he’d run a finger on the glistening spot on his stomach. before putting it in his mouth, and smirking again at the taste of it,

”ony was right, you are such a needy girl”, would be the final thing he’d say before his tongue flattened against your wetness. you'd shudder at the contact, but eren's fingers would dig further into your plush brown skin, bringing you closer to him as he began sucking on your clit.

comparisons were a terrible idea, but they were inevitable. ony and eren both made you feel good, but in different ways. perhaps it was just the novelty of it all, but eren’s mouth drove you crazy. because eren ate you out like you were his last meal on death row, and he wanted to carry the taste of you into the afterlife. with no regard for the fact that your arousal was smearing all over his lower face. because his main points of focus were you keening his name, and keeping your legs apart as they dangled off the furthest side of bed—a location eren had picked to keep you as far from ony as he could, so he could get you all to himself.

as soon as he saw you two kissing, ony had left the room to get some water to extinguish the fire burning inside him. and when he came back, it was to the scene of eren coercing moans out of your mouth. but, once the shock had settled, he’d pull eren’s gaming chair to the corner of the room and sit there vehemently trying to deny the fact that he was turned on by his best friend making his girlfriend’s back arch off the bed. even though the sight of the bedsheets creasing at how hard you were gripping them made his hand move to stroke his dick through his basketball shorts.

albeit short, the distance between the three of you made it feel like you and eren were the only people in the room. and, with the sweet taste of you on his tongue, it was hard for eren to focus on anything else. barring his pulsating tip that, unbeknownst to you, he was gently driving into the side of the bed. gentle groans and whimpers would leave his mouth at both the sweet tingling on his tongue as well as the miniscule relief he was getting through his tip’s contact with the bed. those vibrations would drive you crazy, fingers running through his hair, before stilling to grab at it. it hurt just a little, but that pain intensified the pleasure eren was feeling from basically fucking into the side of his bed.

”’ren, i'm g-gonna cum fff-fuck”, at those words, eren's tongue would fuck harder at your hole. and the consequences of a funny feeling near your bladder meant that eren's face, chest, and bed were soaked within a few moments.

when he’d finally come back up for air, there'd be a very self gratifying grin on eren's face. and it’d remain there as he slowly moved closer to you, one hand on either side of your head as he leaned over you, his eyes boring into yours. partly due to your hands, and partly due to his frantic actions, eren’s hair was a mess. so you’d lift a helping hand, fingers sweeping it all neatly to tuck it behind his ears. there was no lust in the air at that moment, just amorous affections that had been forced into hiding for far too long. and, now that they were finally being given the chance to see the light of day, they’d run free in eren’s bedroom—building a wall around the both of you as you just paused in time and studied each other’s faces. eren’s was calm, probably due to the hand on his face that had paused there after you tucked his hair away. he didn’t want to move it, but he knew he’d have to. so his hand covered yours, to bring your palm to his lips as he repeatedly kissed all over it. eren’s body would lower just a little bit, and his hard length would poke at your navel from behind his pyjama bottoms. curious eyes would start to float down to it, but they’d be promptly stopped by the wetness of eren’s mouth surrounding your thumb. his tongue would swirl around your digit once before he’d pull it away from himself—the string of spit connecting his lips and your finger becoming an extension of his mouth’s undying need to taste every single part of you. even if you wanted to move, you wouldn’t need to. because eren would take it upon himself to place your hand on his wet chest, moving it down to smear your wetness all over his torso, finally reaching his need for you packaged in flannel, cotton pyjamas.

”y/n, i need your pussy so bad. please give it to me”, eren whimpered out, and you just nodded at him.

had that conversation at jean’s party never been had, eren’s aching want for you would still be evident in the way he fucked you. mainly, the way that he did so like it’d pain him not to. the last sliver of sense he had left, implored for him to push into you slowly—to savour every single moment, as well as to get you both used to each other. but, a man’s greed can be the end of him, and that end would commence when he felt just how wet and tight you were. it became apparent to eren why ony had to take so many breaks while inside you and, as much as he hated to admit, he just didn’t think he could last very long before nutting in you. but he wanted you to know that he could take you. over and over again. until you took every morsel of his being. eren wasn’t as thick as ony was, but his dick still had you tapping his shoulder a few times to get him to stop so you didn’t rip in half. and, to add insult to injury, eren had two veins on either side of his length that meant that you were trying to run from him, and singing his name, before he was fully inside you.

once he was, he’d move quite slowly, just taking in the fact that this was really happening. and that novel disbelief would wear off quickly, when you spoke into his ear,

”h-harder, eren”, it wasn’t much, but it was enough for eren to let go of anything that had been holding him back up until that point; his friendship, fear he’d never be able to get over you once he got a taste of what you felt like, and the fear that he wouldn’t be able to stop himself once he started. your calves would be pressed into the back of your thighs, the front of them against your chest as eren fucked into you—the sight of your tits bouncing in front of him making it even more difficult for him not to just nut in you. the sound of his balls hitting your ass cheeks deafened you to the fact that your boyfriend was in the corner of the room—brown irises zeroing in on the interaction in front him.

the sight of you and eren surveying each other’s faces had made ony’s stomach twist slightly, but he had been able to unwind it quite quickly. the same could not be said for the verdant creature sitting atop his shoulder that he had been struggling to shake off as his eyes remained set on the fast, but deep, strokes eren was feeding you. your fingers and eyes had been entangled since the moment eren had moved your legs to wrap around him. leading ony to sit still, hands in his lap, as he just watched his best friend make love to his girlfriend. what the actually fuck is going on right now?, he thought to himself.

”turn her around, eren”, ony instructed. his voice overrode the jarring sound of eren’s balls smacking against whatever part of you they were; ony didn’t know because he couldn’t see that side of the bed. even still, it took eren a second to really take in what had just been said, and feel the outrage move through his entire body.

”but—”, was all eren managed to get out before ony moved forward in his chair.

”eren, you turn her around right now or i’ll drag her out of here, and you’ll never see her again.”,

even in the middle of confrontation, eren’s tip wouldn’t cease its attack on your cervix. though sandwiched between the fiery words being thrown above you, moans were still spilling out of your mouth. they’d draw eren’s attention back to your presence—you sounded so good. he didn’t want those beautiful sounds to stop coming out of your mouth so, once again, he’d have to obey ony’s commands just so he could carry on making you feel good. and you felt your stomach sink—not at the fact that the two men were basically using you as a pawn, but at the fact that the lack of eye contact would detach you from eren.

but when he’d turn you around, you’d be reminded of your boyfriend’s presence in the corner of the room, his bleary eyes watching his hand slowly pump his dick. from what your teary eyes could deduce, there was already a layer of nut on ony’s hand, sliding down his length to coat his balls. and when his eyes would move back up to the bed, they’d be met with your eyes lazily gazing at him. he’d smirk at you before getting up to walk over to you. and his dick would be inches from your face when he’d say,

”spit on it f’r me, baby”. and one of eren’s hands would still be digging into your hip, when the other would wrap around to slide two fingers into your mouth.

”just getting all spit that ready f’r him, ma. c’mon, drool on ‘em”, your salivary glands would react before your words could—producing more spit around eren’s digits before he’d push them in a little further, making you gag around them. as pretty was you looked, the only thing ony wanted you to gag on was feeling neglected at the lack of lubricant on it. so he’d pull at eren’s fingers to get them to move out of your mouth. and, once you’d grounded yourself again, he’d move closer to you, allowing the hanging spit to land on his dick. he’d rub it on his length, before leaning down to kiss you on your forehead, and praise you.

”that’s my good girl”, he had said, his eyes locked with eren’s.

the irritation that eye contact had bred in eren was present in how harsh he was fucking into you, the movements lurching you forwards causing your forehead to drop onto the bed underneath you. but you’d still raise it so you could keep looking at your boyfriend. the sight of him getting off to his friend fucking his girlfriend sent a swarm of butterflies to the space in between your legs, and you’d swat them away with your own hand, rubbing circles on your clit. eren was far too lost in you to even notice what was going on—eyes cemented to the movements of the flesh on your ass when it’d connect with him. a vengeful smirk found his face before he said,

”ony, i wish you could see what i’m seein’ back here”, that taunt would hurt ony more than he’d let on, as he simply scoffed and replied,

”when i’m looking at a face like that, how could i care?”, it was then that eren noticed you had been staring at ony this whole time. that’s when that envious monster living within him grew far more furious than it’d ever been, and eren’s hand would grip around your throat to pull your back to his chest. it’d then turn your head so his lips were brushing past the side of your ear.

”you look at him again, and you ain’t nuttin’, d’you hear me?”, he warned quietly before licking and sucking at your earlobe. too distracted by the pleasure coursing through every limb, you could barely nod. it wasn’t until eren moved your hand, and delivered a light slap to your sensitive clit that you’d come back to reality.

”i said d’you hear me?”, his jaw clenched as he fucked into you with less affection, and more anger.

”y-yes, eren-n”, you’d stammer out, before he delivered another slap to your clit, causing you to whine out in pleasurable pain.

”yes, what?”, your brain froze at that question, because he couldn’t have been wanting you to call him the name you called ony. that just didn’t seem right. but, seeing you thinking too hard about it, eren’s hips would stop. that would be met with complaints as his tip had just been kissing your cervix in the perfect way, and now your orgasm was about to be robbed from you. so you’d just have to deal with ony’s dismay at another time,

”yes, daddy”, you said and, with no sounds of skin slapping to drown your voice out, ony had heard you loud and clear. and eren could see it. that’s why his eyes were on ony’s as he placed kisses on your shoulder and told you,

”that’s my good girl”, before lying you back on the bed, face down so you couldn’t look at your boyfriend. that eye contact wouldn’t be broken even as eren leaned down to kiss on your neck, wrapping his lips around a specific spot on your skin for a second too long, guiding a more strained moan to come from your mouth. and when eren would pull back from your skin, ony would notice that the spot eren had been kissing was now darker than the rest of your neck. and completely glazed in a layer of eren’s saliva. the side of your neck was a spot that’s very hard to miss, and that’s why eren chose it. he wanted to know that anytime someone saw it, they’d assume it was the work of your boyfriend. but the fact that the three people in that room would know otherwise made his dick twitch inside of you.

this would probably be the last time you two fucked, so eren didn’t want to have regrets at the end of this. meaning there was no way in hell he was nutting before you did, but he was so close it seemed a possibility within reach. so he’d slam into you harder, gifting your ass slaps every few thrusts, before reaching around you to toy with your clit and suck harshly onto the skin on your neck. pleasure was attacking you from every corner, and you’d soon succumb to it, drooling onto the sheets underneath you as you did so,

”eren, i’m-m c-cumminnggg”, you cantillated, and eren just fucked into you harder, trying his absolute best not to loosen the thin rein he had on his own release.

”go on, ma, nut on it. give it to me, i wanna feel you”, those words were all the encouragement you needed to coat his thighs and bed. and eren was right behind you. his pace would falter, his hips stuttering slightly before he'd pull out of you and nut all over your back and ass cheeks like he'd been dreaming about for weeks.

it could’ve all ended there, and eren would’ve been content. although having sex with you had done nothing but grow his affections, he was sure it would be easier to move on from this now. knowing you had wanted him the way he did you, and he had gotten to see all his fantasies play out in real time would’ve been enough for him. but not for you. eren hadn’t been the only one with fantasies, and your main one was recreating the moment that sparked something in you that couldn’t be extinguished. so albeit wobbly, your arms were able to pick you up to turn you to face eren. still dazed from his nut, he hadn’t really thought anything of it, until your face lowered to his dick. within seconds, your lips were around his sensitive tip, sucking on it like you did a few weeks ago. he winced at the feeling, but still let you hollow your cheeks around him, his balls in your hands. there were no protests from him. even as you'd switch, one hand stroking his length as his balls were in your mouth. all with your eyes met. eren could've sworn he fell for you then and there.

with your wet pussy in the air, how could ony not walk over to you and sat eating it from the back as you're sucking eren's dick? eren's view of your eyes would be cut short when they'd close as you'd feel ony's tongue flat against your wetness. overstimulation would urge you to move away from him, but ony would grab your thighs and pull you closer to him. at the end of it all, novelty is quashed by experience because, as good as eren had made you feel, ony knew your body better than you did. he knew all the right places that made you moan out, sending vibrations through eren’s tip, all the way down to his toes.

overstimulation would pull eren’s nut from him quite quickly, all of it spilling into your mouth. and as soon as the pleasure made him lean onto the bed, your hand would be on the back of his neck, pulling his lips to yours again. lust, and the taste of his own release, meant the kiss wasn’t as sweet as the last one. but eren didn’t pull away from you, it’d be you being pulled back by your hips, before you’d feel ony’s tip collecting your arousal. he’d quickly slide inside you, and the last thing you’d see before ony would push your head to the bed would be an overwhelmed eren sliding down to lean against the side of the bed.

”fuck.”, ony breathed out from behind you, his pace quick as he felt you already started to tighten around him. and it wouldn’t stall even as you’d cum around him, speeding up his own release. his hands would still find the middle of your back, perfecting your wavering arch,

”o-ony, i can’t-t”, you mewled.

”just stay wit’ me for a little longer, ma”, he’d whisper, kissing onto the shoulder eren hadn’t kissed. the reason ony had walked over to you was that he had been close to his second nut, and he wanted it to be inside you. so he’d only be thrusting in you for a few minutes before you’d feel warmth spill into you. followed by nothing but heavy breaths filling the room before you’d laugh slightly,

”round 2?”,

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🥀The Pussy Thief Chronicles🥀

Main Paring: Eren x BlackFem!Reader

Warning: Dark content? Idk yo! DNI if pregnancy sex or consensual non consent isn’t your vibe plz and thanks ;)

Summary: Eren stealing your pussy is a nightly occurrence during the second trimester of your pregnancy and this is a detailed account of exactly how he stole your pussy

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Pregnant. Y/n’s pregnant and Eren’s stealing her pussy. Again. Pregnant, bonnet falling off, leg pinned up Y/n wakes up to a nasty orgasm. It’s loud and wet, drenching the bed and Eren knows she’s awake when she starts breathing hard, soft moans giving her away.

Y/n’s clenching that pussy up as she rides out her orgasm, forcing Eren to slow down his strokes cause she’s pushing him out. He punishes her for that, pressing into her everytime they connect and she’s whimpering, her squirt bubbling down to a stream as he grinds her soft spot out..

“Yeahhh,” Eren sounds hungry, deprived. “Make that pussy fight, pretty girl,”

Y/n makes that pussy fight like a good girl and Eren lets her push him out before gets back in that pussy again, groaning in Y/n’s ear as he rocks his hips to poke in her tummy. Eren’s breathing hard in her ear, fingers digging her flesh as he savours her and Y/n turns her head, blindly peppering kisses anywhere on his face. Eren moves his lips to her own, returning her fever kisses before he starts throwing dick up into her belly. Y/n tries to break the kiss but Eren bites her lip, pulling her back in, eyes closed as he strokes her pussy out.

Y/n doesn’t stop him, hand on her belly as she lets him make a mess of her pussy. She’s breathing hard when he lets her go. Y/n turns away, burying her face in the pillows and Eren’s breath is hot on the nape of her neck and he’s even more desperate when Y/n starts to cream up and down his dick. She’s still fighting but Eren’s sliding in so easily, her pussy squelching with defeat every time he stabs her womb and fuck, Eren’s so in love with Y/n and her good pussy.

He’s milking her and Y/n can’t hold it in, moaning a soft, needy “Fuckkk, don’t stoppp,” as she lets him in her belly. On his mother, Eren would have fucked a baby in Y/n’s sweet pussy if there wasn’t one already in there. It’s the only reason he’s not beating her pussy down and Eren’s trying to compose himself. Eren nuzzles her nape, breathing her in as he slows down his strokes and everything feels wet and sticky.

It felt so fucking good, Eren just had to see what this looked like and Y/n gets upset when he pulls out all of a sudden, leaving her pussy hot and twitching. She sees the outline of his figure as he gets up, reaching for his phone. Y/n’s confused when he turns on his flashlight, kneeling at the edge of the bed as he gives her ass a firm slap.

“C’mere,” Eren snaps his fingers and points down at the space in front of him. Y/n’s slow getting up, holding her swollen belly as she drags her pregnancy pillow with her. Eren’s rubbing her ass as she toots that thang up and busts it open for him. He’s marvelling her pussy, shining the flashlight on her as he teases her, rubbing the head of his cream stained dick on her slick pussy lips.

Y/n’s asshole is tight, pretty and puckered; it calls to him and Eren licks his thumb before he starts rubbing her pretty little asshole. It feels good, relaxing but Y/n doesn’t get to relish in that thought cause Eren’s pushing into her creamy pussy again. She opens up and Eren’s watching, breathing a soft “Fuckk, gimme all this pussy,” as her dark pussy eats his dick up in one go.

When he pulls out a little, his dick is stained with new cream and Eren has to stop for a second because his balls are churning and his dick is twitching. So he keeps the flashlight on her, thumb stroking her puckered asshole as he admires how delicious her pussy looked from the back, wickedly gripping his dick like that.

“Fuck, Y/n,” Eren breathes as he plays with her, swiping some cream from her pussy. “Do you think I could fuck the baby out of you?” He’s toying her ass with the slickness of her own pussy cream, using it as lube to sink his finger inside of her. “Since I fucked the baby into you?”

“Wanna try?” Y/n’s impatient when she throws the pussy back on Eren, pulling a heavy breath from him. Y/n’s so bossy with it, dragging her pussy clean off of his dick before she throws it back again, taking his fat dick in with ease. It’s a slow and gentle rhythm Y/n’s working on him and Eren’s enjoying the fuck outta the show. Y/n thinks she’s hot shit when Eren hooks his thumb in her ass, pulling her pussy onto his dick when she took too long to throw it back.

It’s automatic, Eren’s moving into her and Y/n’s moving into him and soon Eren’s fucking y/n right back, catching her wicked rhythm as he throws dick into her everytime she threw it back because he wants every piece of her. Y/n’s pussy starts dripping onto the dry bedding and Eren knows he’s winding her up again.

Y/n’s throwing her ass back with a passion, the sounds their bodies made when they connected music to Eren’s ears. She’s working hard for her nut so Eren gets stingy with it. He stops stroking her and Y/n whines like a baby but she’s still throwing it back and Eren mutters a low, “Good girl,”

“Fuck back “ Y/n’s getting frustrated, no matter how hard she throws it he’s not in her tummy and she’s begging. “Fuck backkk!”

“No please?” Eren chuckles, pulling his thumb out of her ass to give her ass cheek a mean slap. Her flesh ripples and Eren slaps her ass again. “Where are your manners?” Again and again Eren slaps Y/n’s jiggly ass until her brown skin is showing red just because he likes the way her flesh ripples.

Y/n hated how stingy Eren acted with his dick, he wasn’t even this stingy with his money. But the dick is so good Y/n doesn’t dare stop throwing her pussy at him and God, he’s just taking it, slapping her ass like a drum and Y/n gets lost in him, eyes rolling back as she works for her nut.

“That’s not good enough,” Eren’s having fun, slapping any and everywhere across her ass as she strokes him. “You wanna cum again, right?” The next slap is particularly hard and Y/n whimpers into her moans and Eren loves it. “Show me how you get down, Ma.”

Y/n moans again in response, his words made her nipples hard, they made her clit tingle and she’s burning. Eren knows it's coming when she stops to steady herself on her knees, throwing the pregnancy pillow away and lowering her head onto the bed, pushing her ass even further up against him. Inside, inside, she wants him inside and fuck, Y/n’s a monster when she gets down. Her ass is bouncing and spreading as she throws the pussy back on him and Eren’s moaning something nasty as he takes all the bawdy she’s giving him right now.

“Oh my God, you’re so fucking beautiful right now,” He’s praising her but it’s muffled between her own whiny, baby-like pants and moans. Y/n didn’t know where her bonnet was, she doesn’t care but she knew this nigga was gonna run her the money to fix her silk press.

She’s gripping him, eating him up, drenching his dick with cream and it’s a sight that makes Eren lose faith. He sounds like an injured animal when he reaches for Y/n, panting every time she strokes him and god, he’s about to bust. His hands are roaming, Y/n’s drooling as Eren scratches the itch in her tummy. Eren’s still being stingy but Y/n doesn’t care, she’s a gangster, taking that dick from him and fucking it to bits.

Y/n wished she could reach back to stroke his balls, she knew he loved that shit but she’s satisfied with the mess she’s making of him when he gets on top of her, pushing her down to the bed to ruin her pussy. Y/n’s tired from showing out so she lets him, relaxing as he sinks between her legs. Eren mouth is open, eyes closed in bliss as he presses deep inside her, grinding his crotch against her own relishing in her soft pussy and wet stickiness between them.

He knows he’s hurting her when she whines but Eren can’t help himself, grinding into her, wanting to be one with her. Y/n’s whines turn into moans, a chorus of short breathy, “Ah, Ah, Ah,”’s and Eren just gives it to her, beating her pussy up with fast, short strokes. She’s singing now and Eren sings with her. She likes when he deep strokes her, her voice raising a few delicious octaves. Y/n’s desperate for her nut and Eren wants to, needs to give it to her. It’s so close and she wants it all, pushing her ass against Eren as he wears her pussy out with loving deep strokes.

God, fucking hit different when he steals her pussy. He’s demolishing Y/n’s hole when her toes curl and her pussy clenches and Eren huffs a filthy, “Keep that pussy open for me, open that pussy up for Daddy,” that completely fucks Y/n up in the head, but she’s a good girl. Y/n tries to relax for him but everytime he fucks into her she’s clenching up again and her pussy’s burning when she cums for him, hot and wet.

Eren groans as he slams into her ushy gushy one last time and Y/n’s feels him drenching her insides with every twitch and squirt of his throbbing dick. He kisses her nape, sighing into her skin before he pulls out. Eren flops onto the bed and he’s tired, but he doesn’t rest until Y/n joins him.

She crawls into his spread arms and rests her head on his chest, content with listening to his fast heart beat. His phone was somewhere on the floor, flashlight lighting up the ceiling. When Eren starts playing in her hair, running his fingers through her silk press, she doesn’t stop him.

“It’s gonna be easy when the baby comes” Y/n’s voice is carrying sleep when he starts itching her scalp. “Cause you keep wearing my pussy out.”

Eren’s lids are heavy so he closes them, emitting something like a chortle when he makes a sound in the back of his throat, pushing air out of his nose.

“You’re welcome?”

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“MATCH?” 🥴 P4 (NSFW)

Paring: ErenxBlackFemReader

P1 P2 P3 P5 P6

Summary: Eren gets his first taste of a black girl in college and doesn’t know if he wants Historia anymore

Or

You sneaky link Eren to match and y’all fuck the shit outta each other

Warning: slight fluff...?

Eren saw her real hair for the first time when he pulled up to the curb and Y/n got in his car, ass first. Eren notices she’s still wearing her bikini and there’s a short skimpy fishnet coverup hugging her hips as she closes the passenger door and drops her big pink tote bag between her legs. Y/n hooks her fingers into the front of her lace and lifts the crazy blonde curls off of her head and Eren’s watching as she tucks the blonde wig into the tote bag between her legs.

Y/n sighs and pats her braids, tired brown eyes rolling over to Eren. “You know I ain’t gotta introduce shit, drive.” Y/n crosses her arms and leans back in the seat as Eren pulls off from the frat house.

“You hungry?” Eren asks as he turns a corner, rolling the steering wheel to the right with one hand. “Cause we can go get something.” Eren glances at Y/n and she’s taking out her braids, long pink nails easily unraveling each row.

“Fasho,” Y/n unravels her last braid and uses her fingers to fluff out her hair and Eren’s nose twitches at the faint smell of coconut and- was that vanilla? “Where do ya wanna go?”

Eren tries his best to focus on the road but he steals another look at Y/n and she’s relaxing, eyes looking off into space with her puffy black hair swaying with the breeze coming through the window. He’s never actually seen her like this, without her blonde hair and Eren feels his ears get hot. Y/n’s pretty brown eyes flit over to Eren when he clears his throat and focuses on the road.

“Whatever we see first,”

“I dunno, kinda feeling some Chipotle?”

“Gross,”

“Nigga you buggin,”

Eren laughs at that as he eases the car to a stop at a red light and his eyes are on her again. He reaches over and touches her forearm, grazing the back of his fingers over her soft skin. She has small wispy hairs on her arm and Eren can’t tell what color they really are cause they look brown, kinda gold in the sunlight. Y/n’s cheeks get hot as she watches him, green eyes fascinated on her skin. His hair is pulled back and the messy brown strands that fell into his face complimented him so well. Gosh, why was this boy so fine?

Y/n feels flutters in her tummy when Eren takes her hand and fits his fingers between her own, locking them before the car starts moving again. Their hands rest on the armrest between the passenger and drivers seat for the longest until Eren speaks again.

“Five guys?” He nods his head to the restaurant coming up on the left, Y/n’s side, and she nearly misses it because she’s not even paying attention. His hand feels warm and she’s trying so hard to keep her fingers from twitching or trembling in Eren’s grasp.

“Oh,” She perks up a bit, offering him a cheeky smile. “Hell yeah,”

There’s no drive thru so Eren parks and they get out. It’s hot outside so Y/n fans herself a little bit as they walk. It was crowded in the Five Guys, the line was long and it doesn’t help that it’s mostly loud college kids.

“We can go somewhere else,” Eren says after taking one look at the line. It wasn’t that crazy but he really didn’t wanna stand around and wait. Eren checks his phone, car key hanging off of his ring finger as he rubs his neck.

“Now we’re here I kinda want the fries,” Y/n’s next to him, squinting a little to see the menu. She takes a step forward and gets on her tippy toes, hoping to see a little better and when Eren looks up his eyes are on her ass. The fishnet coverup was tight against her hot brown skin and it didn’t help that her bikini panties were basically a thong. Eren feels the hairs on his arms raise when Y/n falls back on her feet and her ass jiggles a little bit. Y/n looks back at Eren and giggles when he quickly looks away.

“C’mon,” She grabs his hand, smiling at him. “Let’s get on line.”

Y/n feels people staring as they wait online and she curses herself for leaving her phone in the car. Eren notices her constant shifting and the way she crosses her arms, squishing her breast together as her hands cover her front. Y/n’s not expecting Eren to throw his arm around her shoulder and hook her in but when he does she’s so thankful.

Y/n brings her hands up to touch his arm that was around her as she melts into him. Eren kisses her hair, a quick smooch and Y/n feels butterflies in her tummy. It was a quiet act, nothing too hot and you almost forget y’all aint relationship dealing, quickly remembering the only reason y’all were standing there is because it was Eren’s idea to ditch.

He wasn’t even lowkey with it, he followed her when she went to get her things and Y/n felt so stupid when she was tryna play it cool and wait down the block but Eren rolled his eyes and told her to get in the car in front of the frat house. Y/n knew for a fact if she saw a random bitch getting into her boyfriend’s car it was on site- because what was the reason? Historia didn’t rock like that and that’s exactly why she wasn’t fucking with Y/n.

It’s their turn to order and Eren’s still holding her when she tells the cashier what she wants. The total comes up to twenty after Eren adds on and Y/n thinks he’s so sexy when he nonchalantly pulls his phone out and taps it against the card reader. Y/n takes the receipt and they go off to the side to wait for their food. Eren likes the feeling of her body on his body and it’s not a sexual feeling, the way she fits into him is just so perfect.

Y/n’s talking, he’s not listening but he hears her and when she tilts her head back to look up at him he doesn’t know why he kisses her, all he knows is that he just wants to. Y/n kisses back, smooching her lips against Eren’s and he has sparkly gloss on his lips when they're done. Eren feels happy, like his tummy feels warm so he tilts her head back and kisses her again. This time he knows why and it’s all in the way her big glossy lips turn upwards in a smile against his own lips, the way she giggles when he pulls away and the way her pretty brown eyes are dancing within his own.

“So they put your ranch in the bag and not my ketchup?” Y/n questions as she digs through the five guys bag, a quirk in her eyebrow as Eren drives.

“You can have some of the ranch if you want,” Eren says, glancing over at her in time to see a cute little eye roll.

“Yeah, see, cause, no.” Y/n pops a fry in her mouth.

When they get to her dorm room Y/n kicks off her jelly slides and drops her tote bag by the door. Eren eases the door shut with his foot and leans against it as he watches Y/n disappear around a corner. Her dorm room wasn’t as big as his own but it was neat and he guessed she lived alone, telling from all the girly shit on the walls and the fuzzy pink decor. Y/n comes back and she’s naked. She wasn’t wearing those gold beads around her waist at the pool party but she was wearing them now and it made her look so yummy.

“Cute,” Eren’s touching her waist now and before he can go in for a kiss Y/n pushes his face the other way, a smile tugging her sparkly lips.

“Come shower with me.” She says as she walks out of his grasp, winking at him before she disappears around the corner. Eren slips his feet out of his sneakers and chases after her.

The lights are off in the bathroom and fog clouds the mirror. It’s hot and the air smells like her, sweet, and Eren can’t see but he knows she’s there- that she’s close cause he can’t tell where her body ends and where he begins. She feels so smooth everywhere Eren touches her, her arms, her sides, her breast, her ass and when his hand runs down her belly and slips between her legs Y/n quivers and Eren’s breath is hot on her mouth when he kisses her.

Y/n holds his face, eyes closed as she lets him suck on her tongue and her hands run down his shoulders and chest when he’s nibbling on her lip and pulling her closer. Eren lets her take care of him, pressing kisses to his lips and peppering them down his jaw as her fingers weave into his wet hair. A sigh falls from his lips when she starts sucking on his neck and Eren doesn’t even think about the consequences. She sucks his neck nice and slow and with every suck and stroke of her tongue his dick gets harder and harder.

“Oh!” Y/n gasps when he lifts her up, hoisting her body up against his chest and Y/n grabs his shoulders but when Eren lifts one of her legs over his shoulder, spreading her pussy open, she has to push against the tile walls so she doesn’t fall. Jesus, she’s hoping- praying Eren sits her on that big dick but he rubs her fat pussy real slow and her pussy got to thumping so hard Eren could feel it.

“You like that?” Eren breaths against her breast and Y/n breaths a soft, whiny “Yeah,” as he sinks two fingers into her cunt. Her insides felt so soft and hot, the way she clenched around his fingers pulled a soft “Wow,” from Eren before he wrecked her pussy, fingers curling and flicking deep inside. Fuck, was everything about this bitch so bad? Her pussy squelched and drooled around his fingers everytime Eren hooked his fingers in her gummy spot. Y/n squirmed a little and Eren held her tighter, pushing his fingers deeper, feeling her soft spot. Her tummy tightens, clit throbbing and there’s nowhere to run so she lets Eren ruin her.

“Ooh!” Eren wished he could see the look on her pretty face when he started flicking his fingers deep inside of her. Y/n’s holding him now, his face buried in her chest and he can’t breathe but she smells and feels so good he can’t stop. He pumped his fingers inside her, curling them up when he got as deep as he could go.

“F-Fuck!” Y/n’s lip trembles and her body shakes against Eren’s and he feels her cum, hot and wet on his hand and he nips at her breast. He doesn’t stop though, fingers still curling up inside her and Y/n shuts her eyes tight as he drags more out of her.

“Mmn,” Y/n pushes Eren’s hair from his face and kisses his forehead. “You finna wear my pussy out, babyyy.” She moans into his hair, fingers squeezing into the back of his neck.

“Mhm,” Eren hums into her breast and he squeezes her in turn, fingernails digging into your soft ass as he works your pussy. Y/n feels his thumb rubbing her asshole and she lifts up, leg flexing over his shoulder as she pops her ass open. Eren’s thumb sinks in with such ease and Y/n’s rocking on his hand now, feeling her belly getting tight with every stroke of his fingers. Eren feels her clench up around his fingers and he stuffs a third finger inside of her, biting her breast when she cries out as he wrecks her. Y/n whines aloud, her voice going up an octave with every flick of Eren’s fingers and he rips his fingers out of her just as she squirts, hot and heavy on his tummy. She’s trembling, clinging to him as he puts her down.

“You okay, baby?” Eren holds her waist, kissing her hair. Y/n’s breathing hard into his chest and she gives him a little “Yea.”

Eren washes Y/n and Y/n washes Eren and they do it in silence, exchanging soft kisses whenever they ache for it. Y/n has two towels, one wrapped on her head and the other wrapped around her body when she comes back to the bathroom and gives Eren a fresh towel. Eren watches Y/n with a cocky little smirk as she watches as he slowly wraps the towel around his waist. Lord, that boy was still hard as a rock! It pressed through the fluffy towel, plain as day against his thigh and he didn’t even try to hide it. Y/n’s still staring when Eren snickers and moves his hand up from his side, motioning to the door. “After you,”

Eren gets the idea that Y/n doesn’t exactly like wearing clothes when she gets done lotioning her skin and just walks off, leaving him in her bedroom. He picks up the lotion she was using and he sees the flavor is strawberry cupcake and it smells really good when he sniffs it. Smelling like Y/n didn’t seem so bad, so Eren lotions himself with the thick pink cream. Y/n comes back with a bed tray, the five guys and some bubbling clear liquid in two glasses. Eren soon found out it was raspberry flavoured seltzer water when he tasted it after she sat the tray down.

“This is new,” He sloshes it in the glass a little and Y/n laughs.

“What did you expect?”

“I don’t know, just not this.” Eren laughs as he puts the glass down.

“Keeps the calories low,” Y/n hums as she toys with her African waist beads. If she gained too much weight they wouldn’t fit anymore and having them there motivated her to stay in shape. Of course they had a spiritual purpose behind them too.

“Ah,”

They eat and Y/n tries some of Eren’s ranch, rolling her eyes when he teases her for liking it. After that Y/n takes the tray away and she still doesn’t put on her clothes when she comes back. So, Eren just relaxes there on her velvet loveseat in his towel as he watches her rollup. He thinks It’s amazing that she can roll with those long nails, like she did it with such speed and grace. Y/n stands in front of Eren as she lights the blunt, puffing it to get it burning. Eren sits up and toys her waist beads, rolling them between his fingers before feeling her tummy. It poked out a little bit since she just ate, but she feels so soft and warm Eren can’t help it when he wraps his arms and around her and presses his face into her tummy. Y/n giggles a bit when he moans into her skin and rubs his damp hair.

You take one last pull before giving it to Eren with a small “Here,”

Eren takes it and pulls, eyes on Y/n as his free hand rubs her hips. Y/n reminds herself he doesn’t belong to her when he leans back in the loveseat and he only has eyes for her. The smoke comes out of mouth in a thick white fog and he sucks it back in, letting it through his nose before he tells her “Come here,”

Y/n comes closer and Eren doesn’t have to tell her what to do because she settles in his lap, either leg on each side of him as he takes another pull. Y/n sees he’s holding it for her so she gently presses her lips against his own and he breaths into her mouth. She inhales it and lets it out through her nose. It felt so right, it felt so calm sitting there in Eren’s lap and nothing ruins the moment. Eren smokes and she kisses him, taking the smoke into her mouth before letting it out. They tried to swap the smoke multiple times before it disappeared and they got up to 3 times. Eren’s hand is massaging your ass as he passes you the blunt, low red eyes never leaving your own.

“You’re fire,” Eren’s voice is soft after he blows the smoke back into Y/n’s mouth.

“You too,” Y/n whispers after she blows the smoke back into his mouth.

Eren doesn’t return the smoke this time, he inhales it and it comes out of his nose. “I’m serious,” Y/n smokes and holds it in for Eren. He kisses her, soft and gentle as she blows it into his mouth. When he returns it he licks his lips before he says “I like you,”

The smoke comes out of her nose with a small giggle. Eren’s still massaging her ass and it feels good, the way he squeezes and kneads her before rubbing and starting all over again. “I like you,” She sweetly admits, looking away cause she feels her face getting hot.

Eren takes her chin, making her look at him before he kisses her. Their eyes flutter close as their lips move together and Y/n lets Eren taste her when he politely asks, tongue running over her bottom lip. Y/n sighs into the kiss as it gets sloppy, tongues twirling and swirling and she can’t breathe but she kisses that boy with such fire it matches his own. The wet sounds their mouths made together ended with a loud, wet, smooch and Eren can’t look away from her and Y/n can’t look away from Eren.

Ooh chile, you were about to snatch this nigga up from Historia with the quickness, she wouldn’t even know what hit her! Y/n smiles and presses another soft kiss to Eren’s lips. He smiles back and she thinks he’s just so fuckin handsome with those pretty green eyes and pearly whites. Eren takes the blunt from Y/n and smokes, eyes still on her.

Eren thought she’d be one and done, just a one time thing but fuck she was so addicting and he was so greedy, he wanted her all to himself. Where did this girl come from? She could hurt him, Eren knew it in his core she could destroy him if she walked away from him and the fear fueled him in the most delicious way. It’s dangerous when a bitch knows your body, Eren knew this but Y/n? She was pressure and fuck, he was gonna crack. These are all the thoughts flowing through his head a mile a minute until Y/n pulls him back to reality when she gets off of his lap. He doesn’t protest cause the sight of her walking across the room is enough to make his dick hard.

Eren’s exhaling smoke when music starts playing, it’s a catchy vibe he doesn’t think he’s heard it before. He doesn’t know where the music is coming from but when Y/n looks at him he forgets about all of that. He ashes the blunt in the ashtray next to him as Y/n comes back over to him.

“Relax,” She opens Eren’s legs and he lets her, watching her with a playful curiosity.

“What are you doing?” He asks after he takes another pull, breathing out of his nose. Y/n doesn’t answer, she turns around and sits in his lap. It starts with a gentle grinding, her hips slowly moving and Eren notices she’s going in time with the music. When Y/n starts moving her waist Eren feels his dick getting harder every time her ass rolls over it. The music is fast now and it’s saying some shit about getting loose but Eren’s staring at the way she bubbles her ass up on him and fuck, it’s hot.

Eren lets her, smoking as he watches her stand up and shake it in his face. The way her thighs and ass jiggle as she makes it clap is yummy and Eren can’t help it when he reaches out and runs his fingers over her ass. Y/n flips the towel wrapped on her head over her shoulder Eren notices the cute way she claps her hands before she bends over and starts rolling her waist, her pretty big ass going in circles and her pretty fat pussy teasing him so much he has to touch her there too. This was new and Eren loved it. His dick was throbbing and he wanted Y/n to put that pretty pussy on him so bad.

“Sexy ass,” Eren chuckles, sucking in a breath when she starts to tick and tock in time with the music. Y/n looks back at Eren and she has such a smug look on her face when she sees his dick is standing up, twitching against his belly. Hands on her knees, she backs it up on him and it drives Eren crazy when her soft ass rubs his dick as she bounces that thing in his lap. Eren’s smoking with one hand, the other holding onto her waist as he watches her show out.

“Do that on my dick, pretty girl,” Eren’s words make Y/n pause and look back at him and he’s looking at her with those low sexy eyes, fingers rubbing her waist and her pussy feels hot and heavy. Y/n feels Eren twitch and poke her and she doesn’t even think when she sits on his dick. It easily slides in, stretching her pretty black pussy with a soft whine falling from her lips when it’s pushing against her soft spot.

Eren takes another puff, smoke coming out of his nose as he runs his hand over the top of her ass. She feels so warm and tight, squeezing him just right and he hisses when she drags her pussy up his dick, hovering with only the tip inside. Eren feels his soul smile when she starts bouncing her ass on the tip and he wants it all. He pushes her down on his dick and she sits on it again, moaning a small “Fuckkk,” when she feels it in her tummy.

“Come on,” Eren slaps her ass cheek, gripping her flesh. “Do it,”

Y/n can’t do it for a second cause of Eren in her guts but she gets the rhythm. Fuck, Eren told her to supervise and Y/n manages, winding her waist as she went up and down, stroking him. Eren’s breath hitches as he watches her pretty pink pussy grip him, it felt way better than it looked and it was fucking beautiful. When Y/n starts bouncing that ass again, throwing it back with each stroke Eren can’t find his adult words.

This bitch was so nasty, twerking on his dick like that and Eren’s moaning, moving his hips and grinding up into her when she threw that pussy down. Y/n’s creaming on his dick now and it looks so delicious spilling out of her pussy.

“Damn, pretty girl,” Eren smokes and throws his head back, the smoke coming out his mouth in a thick white fog when he moans again, calling out her name.

“Yeah?” Y/n coos, looking back at him. She had this nigga pussy whipped and couldn’t nobody tell her shit, okayyy? “That pussy feel good, don’t it baby?”

“Yesss,” Eren drops the blunt in the ashtray and takes her hips in both of his hands, green eyes in love with the way her hot brown ass jiggled when she threw it back. The way her pussy squished around him was heaven and the cream was on her asshole and his lower tummy now and Eren wouldn’t have had it any other way.

“What’s my name?” Y/n’s slick with it, popping and dropping that pussy in Eren’s lap and Eren’s panting out a hazy “Y/nnn,” and he’s rubbing her ass now, hands going in wide circles cause he wanted all of you.

Y/n grinds side to side on Eren, clenching her little pussy up as he digs her belly in and Eren groans, squeezing her flesh as he bucks up into her. “It’s Mommy,” She smirks and bites her lip at Eren’s state. “Say please, nigga.” She starts grinding back and forth and Eren’s rearranging her guts. Eren’s panting, desperately grinding in her pussy and his green eyes are low, leering into Y/n , watching the sexy little bitch fuck him up in the head.

“F-Fuck… please…” Eren felt as if he wanted to jump out of his skin, belly and balls churning for everything Y/n was and all she had to offer. “Please, Mommy?”

Those were the magic words. Y/n goes to town on that boy, hands on her knees as she throws her sweet pussy down in his lap and Eren doesn’t know what to do with his hands, mouth open as he chants ‘mommy’ everytime her ass claps against him. God, the way her pretty little asshole puckered with the cream leaking out of her stretched pussy made Eren salivate and he wanted to taste her so fuckin bad.

“Yeah, baby?” Y/n thinks she’s hot shit when Eren’s grabbing at her again, warm hands running up her back and gripping her waist. “Yeah, Ma, throw, that, ass, Ma,” Eren huffs, head spinning and he’s so close. Y/n’s pussy cream drenched his balls and made his ass wet but she still rode his poor dick like a stolen car and fuck If she kept going like that-

“Fuckkk, Maaa” Eren cries out, pressing himself deep inside of her, balls trembling as he empties everything he has into Y/n’s greedy pussy as she keeps stroking him out.

“You thought, Mnn, I, Nngh, forgot?” Sweat drips from Y/n’s chin and she’s panting as she bounces on his twitching dick, her pussy squelching and spilling cum with every stroke.

Eren’s panting too, eyes squeezed tight as fire sears his spine. Eren pressing up into her, taking all of that pussy when she threw it down cause she wasn’t fuckin with him. “F-hah-Fuck,” Who did Y/n think she fuckin with?

Who did Eren think he was fuckin with? Y/n slammed down in his lap, winding her waist to spell her name and Eren’s running, gripping her hips to get her to stop. “You, mnn, want me to stop?” Y/n questions as she backs that ass up a bit more, grabbing his knees and forcing his legs together. Eren doesn’t get to answer cause once his knees snap shut Y/n’s bouncing on his dick again.

“C’mere nigga, gimme that dick,” She moans, the towel flipping over her other shoulder as she looks back at Eren and his face is screwed up, panting in time with her and god, he’s so damn fine. Everything feels hot, her pussy’s burning, nipples aching and her tummy tightens every time she lets him in her belly.

“Y-Y/n,” When he opens his eyes he sees Y/n and fuck, she so pretty looking at him like that, bouncing on his dick like that, slutting him out like that. It hurts, the orgasm winding and twisting in his balls but fuck, she’s so fuckin bad when she drops that fluttering pussy in his lap he gives it to her, head splitting when she squeezes him, tight.

“Ohh fuckkk, Daddyyy,” Y/n’s throws her head back, grinding down on Eren as she drenched the loveseat under them. Her legs are aching but she grinds out her orgasm and Eren lets her, rubbing, touching her wherever he could reach.

The music is still playing, though it's a whole different song. Y/n falls off to the side, Eren’s dick slipping out of her with a little squish and she sprawls out next to him. Eren looks at her and Y/n looks at Eren and their breathing hard. Eren’s searching her pretty brown eyes and he feels so naked when he realizes she’s searching back. He thinks about telling her the truth about his mom but Y/n’s a vibe, laying there being with her was a vibe and he didn’t wanna ruin it.

“C’mere,” So when Eren reaches for her she comes closer, eyes searching, lips smiling.

“Yeah?”

Eren kisses her, a gentle butterfly kiss on the tip of her nose. He smiles at her, reaching out to touch her pretty face. There are no words after that, just music that’s still playing when Eren holds you and you hold him until sleep takes you both.

It’s late when the both of you wake up, the suns gone from the sky and Historia’s looking for Eren. Y/n doesn’t know this until Eren tells her he has to leave. It kinda hurt to be reminded that Eren didn’t belong to you and Y/n feels stupid for thinking he would stay when he starts getting dressed to leave. It’s like a punch to the gut when Eren walks out of your dorm door to go to her, his girlfriend, but he turns around and Y/n doesn’t close the door just yet.

Eren digs in his pocket and Y/n watches him and Eren thinks she’s so pretty with those fluffy lashes and glossy lips when he looks up at her after pulling a dark green BIC lighter out of his pocket.

“Match?” He offers it to her, green eyes smirking into her being.

Y/n curses herself for smiling, cause when she smiles Eren smiles too and she rolls her pretty eyes and closes the door in his face. Eren’s still smiling a little when he hears her shuffling around inside. Y/n opens her dorm door again and she’s hot as she holds out her pink BIC lighter to Eren. They switch, Eren taking her lighter and Y/n taking his lighter. It was an unspoken promise that left you and Eren giddy.

“Match.”

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